Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It

Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-aid being ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty, ours no exception.

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Grief often emerges suddenly, catching individuals off guard and leaving them to navigate its tumultuous waters. When faced with unexpected loss, it reveals deep-seated emotions and aspects of family life that are usually kept hidden. This exposure can be jarring as it lays bare the vulnerabilities and complexities within a household, highlighting that no family is immune to the chaotic nature of grief.

In "My Sister's Keeper" by Jodi Picoult, the...

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