How do we mourn the dead who have been denied life?

If there was never life then there was never death.If there was never relationship, then there was never ending or departure. Mourning is perpetually deferred, producing acts of grief that are unrecognised. In any family there have been generations who mourn unconsciously with such acts, for losses that have been denied. My family is not unusual.

We tell ourselves easy fictions rather than facing difficult truths and in this way we bury without mourning our family members whose lives are too brutal to incorporate into the blossom laden family tree.

History then becomes a patchwork of these competing narratives.