Betsa-rella cut it up one time... (Ooooss Oks...) Let's talk about death baby, let's talk about you and me. Let's talk about all the beauty and the trauma. That may be. Let's talk about death. Let's talk about death. Where are my 90s kids? Salt-n-Pepa has honestly been my one true musical companion since I was old enough to play my own cassettes. I was driving down the road the other day and this song popped into my head. We don't talk about death as a culture. It is a part of the human condition, but we don't talk about. It is hard to be there for someone in their time of grief. I recall as a kid a classmate lost his grandfather. I was at the store with my mother and I picked out a condolence card. How monotone the messages were. I'm sorry for your loss. May you find peace. May the memories comfort you. I picked one, and months later when I was picking up my room, I found it. I had second-guessed myself...