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It gets easier once you recognize that fact, because then you can point and laugh when they start chasing their tails again.
Can I tell you a good elephant story? Sad, but I learned something from it.
My grandmother was pretty much my favorite person in the world, and she and I were very close. When I was twelve, we found out she had cancer and was probably not going to make it. Neither one of us are demonstrative, but it was a really hard thing to cope with. One night I was at her house, and we watched a PBS special on elephants and their family groups. The end of it showed the way they mourn when one member of the family dies, the way they linger over the body right after death and how for years they keep coming back to the bones, touching them with their trunks. It was enormously healing for us to be reminded that death is just a part of life, and that everybody faces it. She died about two months later, on my birthday. I mourned, I moved on, but I let myself go back to that memory and linger on it when I need to. I learned that from those elephants, so I tend to think the world of them, as a species.
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