Curled in a ball against the downpour of rain she didn’t realize had become acidic, she cowers.Didn’t know it could become acidic…
The other day I received a note from Mary Don. Mary Don met her husband when they both worked for my husband, Michael, at a consulting…
Passages of Grief
I spent the weekend packing up 44 years of memories I shared with my husband, a little over four months since his passing. I had…
It was foggy the day of the funeral. We had flown in from L.A. — my husband, my daughter and I — picked up our son from college in…