The Digitization of Grief
<p>Christmas 2022 was my first without my mother. She had <a href="https://www.dignitymemorial.com/obituaries/marblehead-ma/patricia-goodwin-10872122" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">passed</a> in August of 2022, dying in her sleep as she always wanted.</p>
<p>My dad and I had affectionately nicknamed her “the squirrel” for her nervous tendencies, and her penchant for accumulating massive amounts of stuff, filling every nook and cranny, so much so the contents of which were often forgotten. Books, DVDs, tchotchkes, files, and mementoes all hidden in plain sight in a lovely, modest apartment, now the responsibility of my father.</p>
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