Friday, May 3, 2024
Only stubbing this one for now, sorry, I promise I will also come back and give this book a thoughtful review, it deserves it.
There’s this line in a Defiance, Ohio song that goes I remember I was in the kitchen when you told me your grandma died/That’s when I realized it gets worse
And when I used to listen to this song as a teenager I would groan a little, and say, really? An old person dying was that pivotal moment for you? It’s not even your grandma!
But at the time, my grandmas were both alive and well, as I come from young parents, and they came from young parents, so mortality wasn’t a subject I was intimately familiar with. Nevertheless, I’d try to sympathize and imagine that this grandma was the single pillar holding up the narrator’s life. The song made me think more deeply about life and death, and for that I’m grateful. But I’d groan a little all the same.