As dusk unfurls, secrets are whispered in the tongue of twilight,awakening a lone firefly — a rebel spark against night’s…
….into something that might fit someday
My daughter died some months ago. She hadn’t been born yet. Nothing could have prepared me for what her totally unforeseen loss did to me, my relationships and how I looked at the world. And yet, my…
Sometimes, grief feels like a bunch of contradictions…heavy, yet hollow, numb, yet achingly painful. Sometimes, it sucks the…
Picking at the Scabs of Grief
My mom died on May 17, 2010. Some days it feels like a hundred years ago, some days it feels like yesterday. I was privileged to hold her hand as she left us. It was the most amazing, horrible, awesome, surreal moment of my life — all roped into one.
It’s late in the evening.
I’ve just finished an obnoxiously long game of Settlers of Catan with my new roommates. We’re the kind of bunch who like to bake cookies and pour gin and tonics while we conquer each others’ lands and raid stockpiles of…
Two days before my boyfriend’s Mother passed away, I Googled, “how to help your partner when they lose their parent”. At the time, I found it largely unhelpful, too vague and full of platitudes while they urged you not the spew them. In hindsight, it was…