Closure, or its lack

    Something about distributing Dad's estate feels more like an ending than his death did. I guess because he was so concerned with providing for others his entire life, especially us. But it isn't like coming closer to what they call closure. It's more like another reopening of wounds. I guess that word closure just reflects our need to put a lot of words into as few as possible, preferably one. I suppose it more nearly means an end to the reopening of wounds, rather than a permanent healing, which never really happens. Or anyway it never happens to me.