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When Grandma Got Mean, I Got Angry
By Mattea Kramer
When my spirited grandmother declined, then died, I was as pissed off as I was utterly bereft.
The Sitcom Widow
By Alison Lowenstein
Sizing myself up to DJ Tanner, Carol Brady and Nancy Botwin
Trying to Get Pregnant After the Death of a Child
By Chanel Brenner
After losing my six-year-old son, I was determined to give my youngest child another sibling.
The Stoic’s Guide to the Holidays
By Matt Fisher
An emotional clam wishes he could take his own advice for enduring the festivities with loss.
In Defense of Magic
By Eric Meyer
The winter holiday rituals have soothed our grieving souls. So has our son's belief in Santa.
Sautéing My Way Through Grief
By Dallas Woodburn
When my best friend died in a car accident, I felt compelled to take up cooking. Here are three recipes that helped me through.
By Jane Larkworthy
Maia and I only spent a few minutes together. It was only after her death that I finally got to know her.
Ilana and Aaron are celebrating 9 years of friendship on Facebook!
By Ilana Sichel
Thing is, Aaron is dead.
In Mourning, with Broadway and Carne Guisada
By Christopher Gonzalez
How musicals like "In the Heights" helped after losing my abuela.
Making My Dad A Searchable Term
By Tamiko Nimura
My dad died before the Internet. When I put his name out into the digital world, I couldn't have anticipated what would come back to me.
Dad’s Dead. LOL?
By Emily Mongeau
I used to joke that I wanted to die before my dad. The order didn't work out -- but I found I could still laugh.
It’s Katie Fisher Day!
Starting a cookie-baking social media memorial holiday would have been a strange move for anyone, but perhaps stranger for me than most.
My Dad Died From Cancer — So I Made a Movie About It
By Rebecca Weaver
Thing is, expressing loss through art didn't heal my wound. It just exposed it to everyone, in feature-length format.
Remembering Grandma as She Really Was
By Meg Tansey
Some guidelines for memorializing someone at the end of a long and debilitating illness
Losing My Son’s ‘First Mommy’
By Lisa Pierce Flores
When the troubled woman who gave birth to my little boy died at age 31, I realized just how much I’d been riding on her imagined recovery.
Bring Soup, Not Salad
By Caryn Anthony
And other rules for feeding mourners from a pair of foodies who’ve been there.
My Father’s Death Reminded Me I Married a Good Man
By Jo Piazza
My dad, on the other hand, was a cherished friend and a terrible husband.
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