Processing Grief Is Confusing, but That’s Why It Makes Sense

My dad and me in a shallow backyard swimming pool.

After my father died seven years ago, I went into “get things done” mode. We had to figure out the family finances, what to do with his car, and all the many things he quietly did without us realizing.

I didn’t process much emotionally partly because I wanted to support my mom through the changes she was experiencing and help her understand the household and…