If you’re doubtful, dear reader, I completely comprehend you. When I initially fulfilled Theresa throughout a 2017 group reading, she looked me square in the eyes and stated, “Coins.” I shrugged her off, informed her I had no concept what she was discussing and, if I’m being truthful, probably rolled my eyes. Only later on did I discover that my PopPop, my mother’s dad passed away when I remained in intermediate school, had a comprehensive coin collection.
So, perhaps the stunning, inexpressible loss of my father opened my eyes and turned me into a follower—or perhaps it’s the convenience Theresa has actually offered me by informing me his spirit resides on someplace in the unidentified. And let’s be genuine, it’s a convenience we might all utilize as 2020 continues to check us in every method possible.
Because, as a number of us have actually found out in this soul-crusher of a year, sorrow isn’t restricted to the death. You can grieve the loss of your task, of your house, of your will to sustain the relatively nonstop parade of obstacles, of the truth you as soon as understood—all subjects that Theresa so deftly checks out in her brand-new book, Good Mourning.