Grieving Without Giving Up

Grieving Without Giving Up

I’m sitting here writing an article about grieving at a time when I’m grieving more than I ever have in my life. You might think it’s the worst time to tackle a topic like this, but in some ways it’s therapeutic. My husband, excuse me, ex-husband, filed for divorce a...
From the Editor

From the Editor

It’s been more than 50 years, but I can still picture the scene: my family sitting at the dinner table when the phone rings. My dad answers, not saying much. And then the pronouncement: our sweet little dog, Ginger, was gone. I was very young, so I didn’t understand...
Suffering’s Invitation: Lament

Suffering’s Invitation: Lament

I sit on a black leather couch next to my husband, Kevin, in our grief-counselor’s office. A box of Kleenex rests on a small coffee table in front of us, and one of those framed pieces of coffee-shop art—a black and white photograph of rough-hewn hands holding coffee...
Deep Diving in the Waves of Grief

Deep Diving in the Waves of Grief

How does a mother learn to breathe again after her baby dies? One breath in. One breath out. And then again. And again. I delivered two healthy sons before experiencing my first miscarriage—the deepest form of personal crisis I’ve yet endured, leaving me reeling and...
Facing Into Grief

Facing Into Grief

I feel sad, and I don’t want to feel sad. My husband and I have begun a conversation about moving from the neighborhood and the town where we have spent decades. Rather than feeling sad, I want to focus my emotional energy on the joys of new opportunities and new...
The Unlikely Friendship of Grief

The Unlikely Friendship of Grief

Pain is a strange companion of ours, whether we like it or not. There’s pain in our very welcome to this world, we fall and scrape our knees as we learn to walk, baby teeth have to be pulled in order for permanent teeth to show up and do their work. Seeds must shatter...

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