Grief at a child’s leaving compounds when the home itself is already emptied

Evidence

I did not need Kleenex or the breakdown lane. After all, I wasn’t going home. I could manage leaving her at college, but I did not want to go home to an empty house. Even the horses were gone and the old family dog had died that spring. There would be no welcoming committee. — Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass, 340

Categorization

  • XREF: connects to: Empty rooms feel dead until another living person fills them with character — Karl Ove Knausgaard, A Death in the Family, 416

Broader Connections