Sometimes when I visit my parents’ graves, I remember going as a boy to the same cemetery with my mom and grandmother, carrying the plastic flowers as they...
Death and dying
On an exotic vacation our son took with my brother and sister-in-law, all travelers brought a playlist of five songs that said something about them. Fallen not...
Okay, so you’re master of the universe and you’ll have your way. But I don’t get why you would call this guy home so soon. He was such an unabashed guide into...
I’ve started a new journaling pattern. Every week, two questions: What do I most regret? What do I most remember? Last week one person made both lists:...
The day after my grandmother Helen died, I needed my GPS to drive routes that I should have known easily. I struggled to find items on my list at the grocery...
We lost so many beloved cultural figures in 2016 that the year might go down in history as the Year of Celebrity Death. The losses hit my generation hard. The...
I was well into my adult years before I knew the church had a day set aside for the Feast of the Holy Innocents, a commemoration of King Herod’s murder of all...
I gave birth to a stillborn baby boy. It was a profound, wild grief which too quickly had to be restrained, contained, eventually smothered. I had...
When Katherine Brown experienced the stillbirth of her first child, Grace, during her 27th week of pregnancy, she struggled with the lack of support from her...
It was a beautiful and breezy October morning when high school senior Joshua Gonzalez carried his first casket. Gonzalez was one of six students from the...
