Right? I’m doing my best not to ugly cry at my desk right now.
Right? I’m doing my best not to ugly cry at my desk right now.
I’m glad that others can make that distinction between belief in an afterlife and belief in god. I can’t. To me, they’re all part of the same sort of mythology, one that includes a “soul” that continues after death.
I’m so sorry as well. And I admire your willingness to talk about it; I’m glad Jezebel continues to be a safe place for comments and conversations like this.
I keep on thinking about Mary Tyler Moore.
If I unexpectedly died tonight, my mother would die tomorrow - not necessarily from heartbreak, but from the sudden loss of limelight.
Makes one want to curl up and dye.
My beliefs aside, I do find it very insensitive when people say ‘it’s part of God’s plan’ or ‘we’ll see her again some day.’ Like, no, I don’t want to believe that God purposely killed my loved one and as for being reunited with the deceased person - that’s usually one of the last things a grieving person needs to…
Great in Beyond the Candelabra; her makeup and the Polish accent were so transforming, I remember doing a double-take the first time I saw it, like, “ Wow! That’s Debbie Reynolds!”
Too late. Crying.
For what it’s worth, part of me hopes that you’re right and I’m wrong. Dealing with grief as a non-believer has been one of the more difficult things I’ve ever had to do. One of the things that really surprised me in the aftermath was how angry/jealous I was of people who believed, and who were so certain in their…
Thank you everyone.
She practiced these dances ‘til her feet bled. Every day. Gene gave her no quarter. But she stuck it out and is now immortalized in one of the finest films ever made. And Charlotte! So many of us knew her first as the voice of that wise and loving mother figure of Charlotte. That poor family. And the pain of losing a…
God, but don’t I understand this impulse. I wanted to crawl into my friend’s casket with her last year. I still do. I wanted to be with her. I wanted to have a glass of wine with her. And more than anything, I wanted to be the kind of person who believed that we would be reunited in some kind of afterlife. The thought…
My 16 year old daughter died on May 29th of this year.
Mother and baby, together forever:
She fucking better. That one might really break me.
Thanks for making me crack a smile, because I could actually hear Carrie saying that, lol...and Debbie just laughing :)
If there is an after life, I like to think Carrie is chiding her mother saying “Jesus, could you not even give me 24 hours before you stole my limelight?!”
I saw this from Patton Oswald’s twitter, and I agree, I think Carrie spoke through this person.