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She Came to Live Out Loud: An Inspiring Family Journey Through Illness, Loss, and Grief By Myra MacPherson,

  • Title: She Came to Live Out Loud: An Inspiring Family Journey Through Illness, Loss, and Grief
  • Author: Myra MacPherson
  • ISBN: 9780684822648
  • Page: 330
  • Format: Hardcover
  • Prologue Learning THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOMThere s an elephant in the room It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it Yet we squeeze by with How are you and I m fined a thousand other forms of trivial chatter We talk about the weather We talk about work We talk about everything else except the elephant in the room There s an elephant in thPrologue Learning THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOMThere s an elephant in the room It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it Yet we squeeze by with How are you and I m fined a thousand other forms of trivial chatter We talk about the weather We talk about work We talk about everything else except the elephant in the room There s an elephant in the room We all know it s there We are thinking about the elephant as we talk together It is constantly on our minds For, you see, it is a very big elephant It has hurt us all But we do not talk about the elephant in the room Oh, please say her name Oh, please say Barbara again Oh, please, let s talk about the elephant in the room For if we talk about her death, perhaps we can talk about her life Can I say Barbara to you and not have you look away For if I cannot, then you are leaving me Alone a roomwith an elephant.Terry KetteringAppearances weren t the problem, I said What mattered was a basic lack of consideration for feelings, the concern for their precious fifty dollars The voice of the owner glided along Had you requested viewing of the body, it would have, of course, been itemized in the initial billing, but since this was a last minute request, we could do nothing but to add it Why does it cost fifty dollars I asked Well, it just does It is so itemized, he said, bringing out his list much like a clerk at the dry cleaners 3.75 to iron a shirt with French cuffs, 4.50 for a suit jacket.The desire to see my mother took precedence over the principle of refusing to pay their fee After my moments with Mom, a whispered I love you to that stilled body beneath the pink blanket, I returned to the outer office with its brown fake wood paneling, fake orange flowers, fake sentiments at least to this funeral home hung on the walls Show me the manner in which a nation or community cares for its dead and I will measure with mathematical exactness the tender sympathies of its people, their respect for the laws of the land and their loyalty to high ideals The funeral home s notepaper had placed its most ironic message in italics above the telephone number In Your Hour of Need Flying home, I read a newspaper item that sent me into hysterical laughter dark, macabre humor that inexplicably relieves tension and sorrow A funeral home and a customer had quar reled over a bill, the customer sayingthat it had been paid in full, the funeral home disagreeing The home settled the argument by dumping the dead body on the doorstep of the survivors I read it to my dad on the phone, saying, Well, it could have been worse This image, despite the grimness for those involved, caused both of us to laugh It was the only laugh in a week that had jangled and jarred its way to an end No sooner had we walked back inside my parents bungalow from the funeral home than I was quickly erasing all traces of my mother My father had instructed me to This was not the way it was supposed to be, I thought, taking jackets and golf skirts and slacks off the rack, folding up nightgowns, grown larger over the years No good byes and no warning Mom was never seriously sick a day in her life Nor did we ever say good bye as a family Dad felt that he could not get through it and said no to a memorial service.The jangle of the phone broke into the quiet of the cabin in the North Carolina mountains My father, stumbling over his words, told me that Mom was in the hospital and may have had a slight heart attack I had never heard such frailness in his voice My hands trembled as I called the hospital three thousand miles away Mom was in intensive care but resting well I walked through the woods with my dog to reach the clearing and my private place of serenity Sun shone over
    She Came to Live Out Loud An Inspiring Family Journey Through Illness Loss and Grief Prologue Learning THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOMThere s an elephant in the room It is large and squatting so it is hard to get around it Yet we squeeze by with How are you and I m fined a thousand other fo

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    1. From Acclaimed author and journalist Myra MacPherson takes the reader on a remarkably intimate journey into the world of Anna, a vibrant young woman, as she and her family live with dying Threaded through this personal tapestry are vital information and guidance needed by each of us when struggling with great stress and grief It teaches us all how to be stronger friends for those we love who have a limited time to live Anna was wise and witty, brave and boisterous MacPherson spent three years wi [...]

    2. I heard the author interviewed on NPR and was drawn to this true story of a family and the issues they faced dealing with a loved one with a limited time to live She discussed the fact that when we find out news like this it becomes the elephant in the room In this book she reveals the very intimate moments among a family who want to share their experience with the elephant The story is told delicately, openly and with tenderness and love.

    3. The book was a journey of living through a terminal disease It showed how a person spirit prevails over some of the most unfortunate of circumstances I cried and cheered wishing for the best outcome.

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