Words
Yesterday, I flew home from Florida. I sat in my aisle seat in row 12, thinking about the last timeContinue Reading
Category: Death
Reframing
When I grow up, I want to be Malcolm Gladwell. I don’t know much about him, other than what IContinue Reading
Words and Deeds
I think a lot about what it must be like to be Jeff now. The strangest thing is when yourContinue Reading
The Fact of Death
I didn’t conceive of death… actual death… until I was 27 years old. It was the middle of the night,Continue Reading
Being Forgotten. That’s What Death Is.
I am not unlike much of America: I am obsessed with Game of Thrones. Yes, I read the books. Yes,Continue Reading
Grief’s Magic Trick
My favorite authors are people who have words to describe things that I may have intuitively known, but didn’t haveContinue Reading
