My oldest friend died of cancer a little less than a year ago. There’s a lot I want to write about her, so this is the second post in an occasional series.
I, too, was an English grad student and would never inflict intentional fallacy on you. But a comment on rhetoric...your footnote could have been an essay into itself. Getting to know Corrina in your story was important, but you exposed yourself, and the tumbleweeds of grief-thoughts, marvelously
It would have meaning without context. Take that, New Criticism.
This was beautiful. What a gift you both were to each other. I love the criss-crossing about marriage, divorce, remarriage, death and grief. That's what it's all about. If you have loved, you will grieve. How sad if you didn't. But how painful it can be.
Thank you for sharing this. We should all have a Corinna, but we should also all have a Becca to chronicle our legends and exploits and capture indelibly in words the feeling of what it was like to be with us.
I, too, was an English grad student and would never inflict intentional fallacy on you. But a comment on rhetoric...your footnote could have been an essay into itself. Getting to know Corrina in your story was important, but you exposed yourself, and the tumbleweeds of grief-thoughts, marvelously
It would have meaning without context. Take that, New Criticism.
Yup, that was not INTENDED to overflow out of me as it did, but it probably is the best part
Such a lovely piece and so full of truth and love and light and tears. Thank you
Thank you!
Yes, I cried. Such love in this piece. Thank you for sharing it.
Thank you!
I wish I had known Corinna. But I feel like I know her a bit more now, which is a lovely gift xo
You would have liked her.
This was beautiful. What a gift you both were to each other. I love the criss-crossing about marriage, divorce, remarriage, death and grief. That's what it's all about. If you have loved, you will grieve. How sad if you didn't. But how painful it can be.
BRAIDED ESSAY. No?
Thank you for sharing this. We should all have a Corinna, but we should also all have a Becca to chronicle our legends and exploits and capture indelibly in words the feeling of what it was like to be with us.
Oh, thank you!
This leaves me weeping.
I'm sorry!