The power of grief is just amazing.
When my Mom died my brother went on and on about how she was "up there" with this one and that one...
I had never heard him speak of a single such thing as long as I had known him. Far as I know he hadn't been to church since he was like 12. He's over 60 and all of a sudden Mom is flying around with a harp.
I couldn't believe it.
Of course I was devastated also but I was never tempted to resort to fairy tales.
When my Mom died my brother went on and on about how she was "up there" with this one and that one...
I had never heard him speak of a single such thing as long as I had known him. Far as I know he hadn't been to church since he was like 12. He's over 60 and all of a sudden Mom is flying around with a harp.
I couldn't believe it.
Of course I was devastated also but I was never tempted to resort to fairy tales.