Ash I know what you think – that it would be dark like ash from a campground, from a cigarette you shouldn’t be smoking. But it’s not a house fire. It’s matter that cannot be created nor destroyed. ...
Rick died six years ago today. Not always being a rational person, I decided the best way to handle this awful anniversary would be to sleep through today. That didn’t work. For one reason, my cat did not agree with ...
Every time I have parted with some of Bret's things, I have felt the prickly reminder that he is no longer alive; that he actually died. Selling his beloved motorcycle, which I did only a few weeks ago, was a ...
Weaving through widowhood is a process we go through as we find a way to blend the life we had with our husband into a future without him. His physical presence is gone. We live on and discover things about ...
When you have a week that you don't experience a grief moment like you thought you would. That absence of an episode leaves you feeling like something is missing. It is odd to miss grief. When everything is going to ...
Now that I'm retired, I have a lot more time to focus on my personal writing. I'm working on a memoir, and I also write a lot of poetry. Most of my poetry is extremely personal and I only share ...
Saltine Crackers by Amanda Latrenta Crane Women feed other women in deep grief because we forget basic needs like Food. Water. Sleep. I can’t remember if I drank the cranberry juice before or after they declared him dead ...