06 November 2019
It occurs to me that I learned how to treat children, in part, from the example of my Grandma Barber. It was her example that taught me not to fear the aging process and the inevitability of death and decay, at least as much as it is possible not to fear these things. I learned that love and kindness are forever and that youth and health are not. Memento mori. I learned many of these things from her--unaware that I was learning anything, and she unaware that her mere existence taught them--at Halloween. A holiday I can't stand.