“They have disappeared from my life but I cannot realize that they are dead. It’s unreal. Sometimes I feel like if I turn around I'll see them behind me. ”
It's been six months since Corinne's parents were swept away by the Covid-19, in a nursing home in Isère.
Haunted, she rehashes these goodbyes that she could not say to them.
Denounced as a major anthropological rupture, the conditions of end of life and mourning at the start of the first confinement evolved from mid-April.
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In his speech of October 28, the President of the Republic took care to stress the need to
“bury our loved ones with dignity”.
And, on All Saints' Day, the cemeteries remained open.
But many French people who lost a parent in early spring speak of an impossible mourning.
The last time Corinne saw her family, aged 88 and 91, was in March, before confinement.
They died two days apart, on April 12 and 14.
"We don't even know how they are
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