Hey, it's Kelly, and at the end of every week, I like to share something true and useful,

something I stumbled over that gave me a burst of optimism, something you can share with

friends like an audio greeting card, something to help us all.

Keep our eyes on what's working and what could be.

So I'll be right back with this week's For The Good of the Order.

This is Kelly Corgan Wonders.

For this week's For The Good of the Order, I am thinking about Father's Day coming up

and how many people I know now who have lost a father.

We'll share a great thanks for being here on Sunday, but today I thought we might talk

a little bit about grief and how it applies to the big day on Sunday.

This is a piece I wrote called Understanding Hard Things.

It was a goldfish named Freddie.

I overfed him.

He hung on best he could, but in the end, he ate so much he stopped moving.

My mother told me the shocking trifecta of news that this stillness is called death and

that everything dies, even people, even people we know.

You could say this is how I came to understand death, but it would be more true to say

this is how my understanding of death began with an experience that was decoded and framed

by my mother.

It was sad and confusing, but then I started playing clue and people died every 15 minutes,

Pormas's peacock or Professor Plum, bludgeoned to death by a candlestick or strangled with

a rope.

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