happiness after grief

Happiness after Grief

feels like such a betrayal: the hurt not denied, not pushed away, but gone entirelyfor that moment you can't help feeling good in, a moment of sudden, irrational joyover nothing of consequence, really, which makes it all somehow seem even worse.Shouldn't happiness be the result of some grand event, something adequate to counterthat aching, gaping chasm that opened when . . . But, no: it's merely this: there goesour little neighbor, running barefoot, no pants, fox stole wrapped around her shoulders.
Kim AddonizioThe Threepenny ReviewWinter 2006