Category: Grief
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
Eighty Percent
During my 12 years of teaching, I’ve taught high school juniors for 11 of them. I’ve got that age groupContinue Reading
Memorial Day Weekend
Every morning – before I put my wedding ring, newly sized, on my left middle finger; and put my great-grandmother’sContinue Reading
Building a Life
The first time I saw Jeff, we were in the Purdue Memorial Union. We were both tour guides for theContinue 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
