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Personal Narrative: My Journey Through The Grieving Process

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My grandpa died when I was two years old so at that point in time I never really could do anything to help my nana get through her grieving process. If he would have passed away now that I am old enough to understand what death and older enough to help out is there is some things I would do to help my nana with to help her get through the grieving process. In the book it points out that women typically express distress and depression more likely than men. It also says that older individuals fare well because they already attained important life goals or adjusted to the fact that some goals will not be attained. I would help my grandma by being there for her and offering emotional support. I would try and always keep her company but try and

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