Hello Everyone:
I spoke to the Brit BF today and he is handling his mother's passing very well. If it was me, I'd be sliding off the couch with a pint of ice cream in my hand. They were prepared for it but still, it a shock to the system. Amazingly, he still is planning to fulfill a work assignment this weekend. That was a little surprising because I thought he wanted to take some time off for the funeral. I guess it's that whole "stiff upper lip thing." I explained to him that in Judaism, there is a week of intense mourning, followed by a month of less intense grieving, then it's time to move on. There is some practicality to it because there's no need to mourn forever. I'm sure there are more scholarly reasons but this the quick answer. I could never understand the whole perpetual mourning thing. It makes for a great romantic story thread: the wife still grieving over the loss of her beloved husband. The reality is that it's excessive by anyone's standards. Okay, maybe not excessive if you come from one of those cultures where widows are expected to wear black for the rest of their lives and never remarry. Let's just say by standards, perpetual mourning is excessive. I wonder what Yoruba mourning rituals are like? The Brit BF's tribal affiliation is Yoruba-his family is from Nigeria. I suppose I could Google it. I guess after a suitable amount of time, we could get back to trying to see each other, in person again. I would definitely like that very much.
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