A delayed post due to traveling to Australia. Here it goes: “I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the…

  (My lame attempt at drawing.) When you experience the tumultuous waves of grief that crest over your head and…

I knew since I was a small child that I wanted to have children. My sister and I played with…

Saturday May 12th would have been my anniversary. Wedding anniversaries after death are tricky. Do they still exist? What do…

The van door slid open and Ethan paused before stepping into the vehicle. “Today I learned I’m not popular,” he…

This Friday will be 730 days without Kenneth. His deathaversary. Thursday night will mark the last time, two years ago,…

Drop-offs. Pick-ups. The floss police. Never-ending appointments: physical therapy, haircuts, eye exam, dentist, pediatrician. School events. Make sure kids are…

I parked my red Miata on the street, in front of the 6th grade garden. Ethan wanted to ride to…

In the middle of feeling sorry for myself about a laundry list of things in the past few weeks, a…

In my experience with grief, the waves come before the big dates. For example, you might assume that I would…