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Everything about Lauren’s passing
defied logic: the fractured lines of the
natural order wherein a parent is
expected to die before their offspring;
the sudden, freakish and fatal thunder-
storm that struck her down in the
midst of what would have appeared
to be the sunniest time in her life.
Nothing about her death was expected
or understood.
Crime-procedural television dra-
mas have conditioned us to expect
answers in an hour. But life, as we
have all come to know, rarely mirrors
television, and anyone involved in the
real world of crime-solving will tell
you that scientific investigation is nec-
essarily painstakingly slow. Although
a crime was never suspected, our sit-
uation would be no different: it would
be months before we could hold the
coroner’s report in our hands. And
had ours been the storyline of a TV
show, no writer would have conjured
up such an inconclusive final scene
(not if they expected to be hired
again). We were given no explana-
tions, only possibilities.
Today we find ourselves in the
uncomfortable but inescapable place
of not knowing the answers to our
questions about what killed our daugh-
ter. But we hope we will gradually
come to a place of peace in under-
standing that we cannot always know
why. It is not a matter of “closure,” a
word that gets used so very often after
the death of a loved one.
No, knowing how she died will never
explain to us why she had to be taken
from us at such a young age—or at all.
Things happen in life that we simply
have to accept (or lose our minds), and
all we can do is take what we have
been given, make the best of every-
thing within our power, love and
appreciate her son for the gift that he
is and keep living in a way that hon-
ours his mother’s memory: with
laughter, with love and with the occa-
sional well-placed expletive. Because
honestly, can you blame us?
WE CALLED THE shock that befell us
after losing Lauren a blessing and,
really, we did feel grateful to be in that
numb state for a while. Often we would
say, “Boy, if this ever wears off and
what has happened really sinks in,
we’re in big trouble!” But the layer of
ALL WE CAN DO IS KEEP LIVING IN A
WAY THAT HONOURS LAUREN’S MEMORY:
WITH LAUGHTER AND WITH LOVE.
reader’s digest
96 october 2019