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+Document: WM-070                                                 P. Webb
+Category: Life                                                2025.05.20
+
+                               Good Grief
+
+Abstract
+
+   Thanks, I hate it.
+
+Body
+
+   Grief is weird.
+
+   Getting the call a loved one has passed and attending the funeral are
+   obvious moments of grief and you can expect tears and shock to come
+   from that. What I was not prepared for (who is?) was random pangs of
+   grief that occur when you're just trying to live your life.
+
+   My wife is a student at a fashion college and recently participated
+   in their fashion show…as did I, as her model[1]! We're both fans of
+   "Fashion Runway" ("Next in Fashion" is a decent show but doesn't
+   quite hit the same) and "Making the Cut" so we couldn't pass up the
+   chance to get involved. It was an exciting experience. Last weekend
+   we attended a fashion show at another college in the area, this time
+   as mere audience members. Another great experience!
+
+   My grandmother **loved** fashion and accessorizing. Fur coats and
+   gowns were her THING and she carried herself with the grace of
+   knowing that she was THE best dressed person in the room.
+
+   I'm helping relaunch a beauty company that had to shut down during
+   the pandemic (it's basically Uber for beauty). It only just occurred
+   to me last night that my grandmother would've been excited about what
+   I'm working on because guess what? For many years, she ran a
+   barbershop/beauty salon. As a kid, she made sure that my haircuts
+   were clean af ("Ooh my grandson so HANDsome").
+
+   I'm happy when I remember these moments but then I remember I can't
+   tell her about new moments. I can't share pictures and videos with
+   her. She would've loved to see me strut down the runway. She would've
+   loved to be involved in the marketing for this beauty company (she'd
+   probably insist, actually). I can't hear her words of excitement,
+   encouragement, motivation, nothing. And that's when the hurt and the
+   tears come.
+
+   I have a small vial of her ashes in a necklace and I wear it when I
+   feel that my outfit is sick (she was with me on that runway) so it's
+   a small consolation. I'll never experience her hugs[2] again and that
+   fucks me up. Her birthday is in 10 days so I gotta remember to have a
+   Klondike bar (her favorite).
+
+   I wish grief was like a papercut; feel the sting, cry if you need to,
+   apply a Band‑Aid over it, keep it moving. Forgettable.
+
+   I guess the point of grief is that you DO remember everything you
+   cherished about a person. It's been five months since she passed.
+   I'm so thankful we reconnected in a big way the year prior. At least
+   I don't have regrets?
+
+   Claretha Johnson enriched my life in ways I'm sure I don't even
+   see yet.
+
+   🕸️
+
+   P.S. Apologies for the Instagram links, haven't setup a self‑hosted
+   photo solution yet.
+
+References
+
+   [1] <https://www.instagram.com/netopwibby/p/DIxPYw1zGlX/>
+   [2] <https://www.instagram.com/netopwibby/p/DD0YMOhygFS/>