Good Grief

I started writing this in late December because I read some good books last year, and I was going to do a year-in-review thing with book recommendations. I started writing about one book, but then I got stuck.

It’s a book called A Heart that Works by Rob Delaney. He writes about the death of his young son. Super fun. I’m a big fan of Rob Delaney, mostly because of tweets like this:

I also love his series, Catastrophe, and his stand-up comedy, so I’m down to read whatever he puts out there, but I wasn’t expecting this. Fair warning: this book wrecked me but in a cleansing, ugly cry kind of way. He writes about grief and loss in a way that is honest and new, and it helped me look at my grief more effectively than therapy did. I can’t recommend this book highly enough, but I’m also cautious about who I would recommend it to. It’s painful to read, the humor is dark, and the despair is visceral.

I wrote that months ago, and that’s when I got stuck.

I have been trying to finish this, but every time I sit down to write, I tell myself that nobody wants to hear about this. I don’t want to hear…