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Today I cleaned my patio garden as I usually do each Sunday. An enthusiastic gardener, I love spending time with my hands in cool earth, cleaning up fallen leaves and trimming away old growth to make

By Harikleia Sirmans Orthodox Easter had always been a joyful day for my family in Greece, roasting lambs, cracking red eggs, drinking wine, and dancing. But Easter in April 2012 was tragic. I was sh

You just never get over some grief. You learn to live with it by your side. It changes (thank God) and the intensity diminishes with time, but it never goes away completely. Grief is unique to every p

My significant other was married for 52 years. We met online. Their anniversary and her death date anniversary approach.“I cried yesterday.” We are preparing dinner in my kitchen.“It’s been less than

By Heather Hattie-Mae Mahaney For as long as I can remember, music was our language. My late husband used to make me mixed tapes — carefully crafted collections of songs that somehow said all the thin

I answered the phone, and heard your voice againBut this call was different; I could hear your pain.The words that you spoke haunt me to this day.I thought that I could love you enough to make you wan

“Understanding why they're suffering can help, as can talking to others and trying to resolve issues that cause significant emotional pain, such as feeling guilty for a loved one's death.”Support and

© Iris Waichler A cloud of cigarette smoke stood stationary as my mother held court at our kitchen table.  It hung in the air surrounding the overhead hanging light. The smoke cloud was ever present

(Photo is Rudy's Mama)I cannot believe that it is almost one year to the day when I last physically held you and heard your beautiful voice, my dearest Mama. I can still imagine every curve of your fa

Having now entered year 2021, this short piece is a reflection on what may be the fullness of the past year and what may be usefully carried into the current one. Perhaps like your own experience, dea

By Clarissa MollWhether you keep his things or give them away, there’s no one right way to grieve.
When my husband, Rob, died in a tragic hiking accident in July 2019, I came home to Boston from his b

Since 1958, I have been writing stories that I have encountered and impacted my life. This, however, is the very last one that I shall write for no other story could even compare. It is not only the

The last day I saw my father alive was the day before he died. On a chilly, late autumn day, my father’s dog and I drove to my parents’ home for our “normal” visit. As always, when we exited the hi

In memory of Bill, my beloved husband and soul mate, who died in 2010.It’s a twenty-four-year habit. Every morning when I awaken, I look across the bed to see if you are there. If you aren’t, I look o

AN EARLY EULOGYBY NANCY WORLEYWouldn’t it be appropriate if eulogies could be heard by the person before they die? Expressing gratitude before death, benefits both the giver and receiver and provides

We gotta stop this somehowthis idea that a personwho is dead is ‘in a better place now’We gotta stop saying that!If they are in a better placethen what in the hell are we doing here?Grief is hard enou

By Jacqueline Eberle On New Year’s Day 2002 at 5:30 am, my phone rang; it was my brother-in-law. When I picked up the phone, I was informed that my father had passed away. My response was “What? Wha

I’m tired of low fat; I’m tired of fat free. I’m tired of thinking rice cakes are good; they’re not the same as Oreos! I’m tired of trying to be creative in my thinking, my eating, my living, and I’m

Silent Suffering By Linda Donart YoungOn the inside, I’ve wanted to write this for years. On the outside I continue to smile and ignore the knot inside of me screaming “you must tell.” The knot co

Little whispers in the night,as I lay beside her bed.I strained so hard to hear the words;what had my Mama said?Were they words reflecting a time long past;with her parents on the farm?Or a time when