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Today is Sunday. It is one-degree below zero. I sit on the arm of an empty loveseat with my feet tucked under me, snug in three pair of socks. I am cozy, warm and safe in casual sweats, although the

One of my most favorite childhood stories is “Goldilocks and The Three Bears.” I had been given the book by a dear uncle, so for me, it was a treasure. Every time I read it, I felt connected to him.

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

On June 9, my mom passed away. Nine days later, my dad followed. My family and I buried them together on June 22, setting butterflies free as the sun set.My parents were my rock. They were always ther

This year was the 118th editionof one of sport's greatest rivalries.I have watched it faithfullyfor more than seventy years.It is the only game I watchwhere the National Anthemis actually the feature

For decades, the Great Banana Sticker War raged on, fought with stealth and sticky yellow badges of honor. It began simply enough – a father's playful impulse to stick a Chiquita banana label on hi

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

CHAPTER SIX “I Still Exist”“Get yourself some girlfriends,” Max said. “That’s all I got to say. We did everything, I mean everything together, and now he’s gone.” I was at my first College Board Advan

It’s not about the destination…it’s about the side trips along the way“It’s not about the destination; it’s about the journey.” We’ve all heard the quote;” and most everyone can recite it. We can even

It is my son's 36th birthday today, six years after he was brutally murdered by two men who left him on the ground to die. On each Birthday, I have placed a vase of flowers at the sight where he was k

January 22, 2019 marks ten years since my beautiful Jenna died. In many ways it feels like she was just here—I remember her last days with us so clearly—but it also feels like it’s been an eternity si

Forming A Fellowship of Light and Dark Through Loss“La mucha luz es como la mucha sombra: no deja ver” ~ “Too much light is like too much shadow: it does not allow one to see” - Octavio Paz.What Is Th

The Uncharted Journey of Child LossOn January 4, 1997 Carolyn and I lost our 17-year-old son, Andy, in a car accident. Two weeks later, one of the first suggestions taken from a child-loss bereavement

Photo: Kevin's HS Band Shoes, 2008 By Paula Neidorf My world changed forever seven and a half years ago when my only child died. Kevin was 28 years old—bright, compassionate, gifted, funny, and alwa

There is a price we must pay. It’s called grief.When we are born, we quickly begin attaching our hearts to people, places, things, ways of life and much more. This is part of the human experience. Lov

Matt, I swear if one more person tells me that “I know just how you feel” or “God needed another angel” or that your death was “meant to be,” I won’t be responsible for my bad behavior.Letters for Gra

By Helly Eaton The wishbone tree is a simple but special place in the wilds of West Dorset. It’s set on high ground with to-die-for views (he did), and we scattered Robin’s ashes there (‘ashes’ still

PJ MoonIt ruptured through the curtains;once veiled, now seen. Though unbelieving, stilted portraits stumble along a stony path in the mind.What wishes, what cravings go unfulfilled.It uttered through

By Elaine E. Stillwell, M.A., M.S.Getting Back to Work is a tough transition for many parents following the death of their child. Worried about feeling strong enough, being able to concentrate, contro

When someone we love dies, many of us are afraid that we will lose our special love connection with each other. As newly bereaved persons, we have no idea how we will keep that love flame burning to f