Candid conversation about grief. Beginners welcome.
Writing With Heart From Behind Bars
By Allison Langer
I teach memoir writing at a prison. One week, the topic was loss. My students really went there — and so did I.
After a Teenager’s Death, Metaphors Fail
By Goldberry Long
My friend's 16-year-old daughter was hit by a car and I struggled to write about it. Because no words can truly encapsulate the zero of grief.
Purple Rain on Father’s Day
By Janine Annett
My dad and the rock star Prince had everything and nothing in common. This is the time of year I feel their absence most acutely.
What This Mother Told Her Dying Son
By Laura Gilkey
Her words were perfect.
The Sewing Blogs Were My Salvation
By Susanne Grabowski
After my baby died, I didn’t know what to do with my hands. But then I found the sewing blogs.
My Mother’s Day Trifecta
By Elizabeth Felicetti
I lost my mom, my stepmom, and my dream of mothering a child of my own. On Mother’s Day, people say the darndest things to me.
What I Did With My Husband’s Life Insurance Money
By Leslie Gray Streeter
During the rawest moments of my grief, what I bought helped me breathe easier.
The Autopsy Report Should Have Been Anticlimactic. It Was Anything But.
By Margaret Feike
My beloved husband died, leaving me with three children and another on the way. But it was a letter from the coroner’s office that did me in.
‘Congratulate Kim on Her Work Anniversary’
By Anne Pinkerton
The upside of LinkedIn’s reminder about my dead friend.
What I Tell My Kids About Their Brother Who Died Before They Were Born
By Michelle DuBarry
Even in Seamus' absence, our four-person household continues to feel to us like a family of five.
Does Moving Away Mitigate Grief?
By Melanie Takefman
Thousands of miles now separate me from the landmarks of my memories with Dad. Here's what the distance has changed — and what it hasn't.
My Wedding Gown’s Last Dance
By Lucy Kalanithi
In an excerpt from the new Modern Loss book, Lucy Kalanithi, the widow of "When Breath Becomes Air" memoirist Paul Kalanithi, describes leaving her bridal gown behind — in the most unconventional of settings.
The Billy Joel Concert That Saved Me
By Ruth Tepler Roth
By taking me to that show, what remained of my family in the aftermath of my son’s suicide was telling me, ‘Please come back to us. We still need you.’
My Instagram Therapy
By Domenique Osborne
With @textsforjohn, I can still walk through the world looking for things to share with my brother — even though he’s no longer here.
The Lights and Lessons of Toro Nagashi, the Japanese Candle Boat Ceremony
By Deborah Ager
I missed a lifelong friend’s funeral. But I honored him all the same.
By Kathryn Frey-Balter
I heard about Justice Scalia’s death at one of my last dinners with my beloved, if complicated, father. Months on, as the justice’s seat sat unfilled, so did Dad’s.
My Guide to Finding Love After Loss
By John Duberstein
A totally conventional and easily followed roadmap to emotional transition, by the widower of "The Bright Hour" author.
Our Double-Widowed ‘I Love You’
By Lisa Kolb
Goodbye used to mean until later that day. But for my fiancé and me, respective tragedies have rewired our brains.
What Triggers Me Isn’t What You Think It Is
By John Ptacek
Old photos and anniversaries don’t do me in the way one sitcom theme song does.
I Was Given My Grandmother’s Name, But I Took Her Locket
By Virgie Townsend
No matter how many stories I heard, my grandmother remained abstract to me. I needed something tangible to make my grandmother feel real to me.
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