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I now understand how the death of someone close to you can “unfreeze” your everyday routine and “thought” processes.

When my mom died, I took an afternoon off to visit a couple of banks for refinancing my mortgage – something that was not all urgent at the time.

When my dad died, Pam and I had a long-established condo party at our place scheduled for a week after his funeral. We didn’t cancel it and strangely found ourselves not thinking about the event’s details. We just let it happen – not concerned about how clean our condo was or whether we had the right beverages or food.

The grieving process can play tricks on us all.

* What incident during a grieving process from the past do you now recall with some amusement?

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My husband died in 1981 and I also experienced some unusual grieving processes, including forgetting where I parked my car in one of the multiple downtown Minneapolis bank ramps - and for the first time ever, I had the urge to physically harm a co-worker who wasn't honest about her interactions with our clients (fortunately, I walked out of the meeting with my fingers tingling and relief that I stopped myself from acting on that urge.)

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