For three days after death, hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
For days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow, but phone calls taper off.
My nails are a disaster. If I play guitar when my nails are long, I just tear them off.
If I didn't have fake nails, my fingers would be bloody stumps.
It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.
There will come a day when the phone doesn't ring as much as it used to.
If it's not growing, it's going to die.
I just blow-dry my hair and put on mascara and lip gloss, and I'm ready to go. I really don't get long nails. They're so Edward Scissorhands.
All your mannerisms change easily when you have inch-long acrylic nails.
I still bite my nails.
Seven years after my mother's passing, I still reach for the phone for a split second to call her. We spoke every day.