I was really enjoying this comical murder of crows. I feel like they’re leaving and I didn’t even get their names. C’est la vie. Au revoir crows.
If you’d asked me a week ago, I would not have told you that this is an article I was expecting to write. Unfortunately, today the company that hired me (initially as a contractor, and then as a permanent employee) informed me that they would be terminating my contract.
Thank you for sharing, and now i’m crying too. I’ve never had a dog, but I had a cat, Fred, from when he was 5 weeks old, right to the end, 16 happy years later. There comes a time when it’s right to say goodbye, and it sounds like you’ve worked that out already. It will be the hardest day of your life, but you will know you are doing right by him…
She is tracing her initials on my palm with her index finger, the F in what appears to be a no-nonsense block font, followed by a small, loopy b. Although my eyes are fixed on her ring, I can still see her biting her lower lip nervously, as she tries to come up with a way to ease the blow. After what seems like…
Jack, I was very moved by your essay describing the last days of your mother-in-law’s life. I was moved by what you wrote and how you wrote it.
My experience with grief is that it makes everything seem so intense for a while. I hope each day lands a little bit more gently for you than the previous day until the grief works its way through you.