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Sheryl Sandberg and Adam Grant's Option B: Facing Adversity, Building Resilience, and Finding Joy: The titles alone make the skin crawl.

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I recently read Sheryl Sandberg's story. SHE IS BURIED IN THAT ARTICLE, but she does have heartache in her past.

Sheryl Sandberg

Chief Operating Officer of Facebook

Description
Sheryl Kara Sandberg is an American technology executive, activist, author, and billionaire. She is the chief operating officer of Facebook and founder of Leanin.org. In June 2012, she was elected to Facebook's board of directors by the existing board members, becoming the first woman to serve on its board. Wikipedia


Born: August 28, 1969 (age 49 years), Washington, D.C.

Height: 5′ 8″

Net worth: 1.6 billion USD (2019)

Education: Harvard Business School (1993–1995), MORE

Spouse: Dave Goldberg (m. 2004–2015), Brian Kraff (m. 1993

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http://time.com/sheryl-sandberg-option-b/

For Dave Goldberg, May 1, 2015, was the best day with the worst ending. The Survey­Monkey CEO was celebrating the 50th birthday of one of his closest buddies at a palm-fringed, $12,750-a-night, nine-bedroom villa in Punta Mita, a secluded Mexican resort favored by the Silicon Valley elite. The vacation had been full of what he loved: games with family and friends, walks and long talks by the pool. When he climbed on the fitness-center treadmill that Friday, nothing but blue sky appeared ahead: his company was doing well, his children were healthy, and he was as in love as ever with his superwoman wife Sheryl Sandberg, Facebook’s COO and the author of Lean In. Then his heart gave out.

Goldberg—Goldie to his friends—was only 47 when his younger brother Rob, Rob’s wife and Sandberg found him lying in a halo of blood, his skin blue. “I started doing CPR,” says Rob. “I remember not being sure if I could feel a pulse or if it was really my own heart pounding.” Goldberg was rushed to San Javier Hospital, a dimly lit medical center. Sandberg and one of her best friends, Marne Levine, sat on the linoleum floor waiting for a doctor to give them the news they didn’t want.


In short order—though she says it felt agonizingly slow—Sandberg, the complex-problem solver, the micro­manager, the person with an almost freakish understanding of how to arrive at the best possible results, was thrust against something un­familiar: an outcome she couldn’t change. “The wails of her crying in that hospital were unlike anything that I’d ever heard in my life,” says Phil Deutch, Levine’s husband and the person whose birthday they were celebrating. “It was an awful, awful scene.”

As they were leaving Goldberg’s body for the last time, Sandberg ran back to give him one more hug. “I think for Sheryl, letting go of him physically meant letting go of the moment that this could somehow not be real,” says Rob. “I had to gently pull her off of him. She just wanted to hug him and wanted him to be there and wanted him to come back.”


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Words Fall Short of Grief
By: kathy_s16
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Sat, 23 Feb 19 11:19 PM
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~~~~~~~~ THERE ARE NO WORDS ~~~~~~~~~

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February 23, 2019 5:00 am

There exist no great books about grief and mourning. Good books, yes, but even that class is small. Something about the loss of a loved one resists language, resists narration, resists plot. Something about death resists writing.

Still we keep trying. It's there in the oldest texts, when Gilgamesh tears his clothes and demands that the entire world—mountains, forests, wild animals—weep for his lost friend Enkidu. It's there in Book IV of the Confessions, when Augustine cries that he hates all the places in Carthage he used to go, because they no longer contain his dead companion. It's there in Tennyson's 1849 In Memoriam, and it's there in any number of Emily Dickinson's poems, from "After great pain, a formal feeling comes" to "I measure every Grief I meet." For that matter, it's there in Yiyun Li's new novel, Where Reasons End.

As a book about grieving, Where Reasons End belongs among the best ones, resting beside, say, Peter De Vries's 1961 The Blood of the Lamb, an unbearable novel that recounts the death of his 10-year-old daughter from leukemia. Or C.S. Lewis's A Grief Observed, also from 1961, a small and painful collection of essays written after the death of his wife, Joy Davidman.

Make no mistake: Where Reasons End is a very good book about grief, lightly fictionalizing Li's actual experiences after the suicide of her 16-year-old son. If you're going to read just one piece of serious new literature this winter, Where Reasons End should be that book.

THERE IS MORE AT THE LINK, IN ADDITION TO A VERY EMOTIONAL PICTURE, IMO.

http://freebeacon.com/culture/words-fall-short-of-grief/?utm_source=Freedom+Mail&;utm_campaign=a641c2ab46-EMAIL_CAMPAIGN_2019_02_22_08_45_COPY_01&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_b5e6e0e9ea-a641c2ab46-46526853


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