Candid conversation about grief. Beginners welcome.
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.
Closing My Eyes, Seeing My Father
I refused to look at my dad in the morgue — a decision I came to second-guess. Then my father showed up in my dreams.
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