On Resilience: A Serial Killer's Daughter
Consider this
It’s been two and a half months since my mom died at age 85 from heart failure. I still have some very bad grieving days, and yesterday was one of those. I tweeted that I was stuck “in the twilight zone between stage 3 (Anger & Bargaining) and 4 (Depression, Reflection, Loneliness) of the stages of grief and not a fan.”
Soon friends were tweeting k…
