My siblings and I group text about logistics for visiting our aging parents but we never actually talk to each other about how we're feeling about any of it. We've divided up responsibilities efficiently but I think we're all scared and sad and pretending we're not. When we're together we make dark jokes instead of saying what's really happening.
More people experience this than they realize.
The family has organized around crisis management while abandoning the messy tenderness that crisis actually calls for.
“Where Are You with Birdwatching as practice?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.