The Send Off
in the flood of light that follows us out, our heart lifts,
and we carry the light to the next visit.
My Grandmother’s Dash
My Mama Nick is proof of the power of the small dash, a modest life. Even a small country woman living a simple rural life can change lives. Her tiny n-dash (–) shaped mine.
A Journey in Review, Post 55: Disturbingly Comforting
Stay present as the disturbing bits unfold, because they will be weirdly comforting in the end.
Dear Death (A Dear John Letter)
Firsts and Anniversaries
I doubt that grief has a one-size-fits-all strategy. The best I can do as I find my way through this darkness is give myself and others grace as we muddy this first set of holidays and memories with our awkward steps (and missteps) through them.
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