A Voyage of Grief — Introduction

A Voyage of Grief is a series of blog posts chronicling my journey across the world as I created the short documentary film “For Wanda”.

It was a Monday morning. The tech start up I was working for had been bought the week before, transforming my…

The Onion of Grief

When my husband died, a wise woman told me that grief was like an onion. I had no idea what she meant at the time, though I’m sure I nodded my head in a agreement as if I did know. Now that I look back, it all makes sense now, and it could not be a truer statement.

Grief and the social mores

The day that I heard that Sheryl Sandburg lost her husband my heart broke, and yet I never knew her or had even…

Septembers and Tiaras

It’s my fiftieth birthday and I’ll wear a tiara if I want to!

Still Finding the Father

Even though my father has been dead for more than fifty years he remains fixed in time, memory and my psychology. He doesn’t show up in the daylight like my deceased mother, who is at my elbow when I make doubly sure I have locked the door, turned off the gas and taken out the…