A Grief Observed
C.S. Lewis · 1961
II
For the first time I have looked back and read these notes. They appal me. From the way I’ve been talking anyone would think that H’s death mattered chiefly for its effect on myself. Her point of view seems to have dropped out of sight. Have I forgotten the moment of bitterness…
Sign in to keep reading
Create a free account to read this chapter and the rest of the library.