Morphine, ahhhhh. Mark's last days.

Wait, what about Sofie, Mark's dying dog?

The last goodbye. Mark and Sofie wear American football team Green Bay Packers sweatshirts.

From the Woo Woo and Taboo Department: before Susan's birth, her mom bore a son. He died at birth. Like a shameful secret, never discussed. So how does Susan's four-year-old son know about Susan's late infant brother?

Now alone, Susan says "F#@k it, I don't want to cook!"

After Mark dies, Susan is pissed off at Mark. Susan discusses the metaphorical burden she carries and how she sheds it.

Living alone and liking it, without guilt.

Susan's kids don't think she has it "all together."

Susan lies to her kids! She reveals when and why. You might employ the tactic.

Soon after Mark dies, Susan, her kids, and grandkids go away for a much-needed beach vacation.

What happens in 24 hours, when you add fresh grief, plus all-day-on-the-beach Bloody Marys, plus Mark's favorite Merle Haggard country music?

You get a military-strength family explosion—followed by passive-aggressive silent treatment.

But wait, there's more. Go and listen.

If you haven't listened to Part 1, avoid rickets. Link here: Part 1

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Episode 92: My Husband Died. Damn It. (2 of 3)