On reading death

I met a friend for coffee yesterday. She told me a story about reading Toronto Star death notices one morning a few years ago.

The first notice she read went something like this:

“Emma Williams, age nine, beloved daughter of Maggie and Roland Williams, died February 2, 2001 from falling off her horse while vacationing with her parents in Kenya.”

Directly below this notice was another notice:

“Maggie Williams, beloved wife of Roland Williams. Mother of the deceased Emma. Died February 3, 2001 while vacationing with her family in Kenya.”

“And then,” said my friend, “added to the end of the second notice were these words: understood and forgiven.


About Nor

I'm a creative non-fiction writer, with a special interest in memoirs and obituaries--life stories, local histories with flesh & blood anecdotal details. I'm also beginning to create podcasts of people's stories and expanding their audiences. I'm a diarist, an editor, and a political activist. I live in Toronto, Ontario, Canada and spend days tapping keys or staining my fingers in ink.
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One Response to On reading death

  1. Pat Dixon says:

    This is the kind of story that makes me feel ashamed about ever having the gall to feel down!

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