I’m not a huge fan of any holiday. Holidays remind me of the passing of time and the passing of time reminds me of death and I have not yet accepted the concept of death. Big, “no thank you” on that one. So I avoid most thoughts of it.
But then I was minding my own business the other week and listening to Rashida Jones on Fresh Air, and she said (paraphrased), “once you lose a parent you begin to think, how can I live to honor my death?”
ARE YOU FREAKIN’ KIDDING ME.
Rashida, why did you have to shake my world like that?