Candid conversation about grief. Beginners welcome.
The Bread I Still Can’t Bear To Bake
By Lisa Kolb
Some people say grief is bitter, but I say it is nutty whole-wheat flavored, slightly sweet with molasses.
‘Congratulate Kim on Her Work Anniversary’
By Anne Pinkerton
The upside of LinkedIn’s reminder about my dead friend.
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.
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.
‘I’m Not Done Being Your Mom’
By Caryn Anthony
My son is gone, but our relationship — surprisingly — continues to evolve.
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.
Putting My Dead Mom in the Cloud
By Marisa Bardach Ramel
After stalling for 15 years, I finally have a low touch way to introduce my kids to the vibrant woman I knew.
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.
What This Mother Told Her Dying Son
By Laura Gilkey
Her words were perfect.
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.
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.
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.
Time Machine in a Timepiece
By Dani Klein Modisett
In telling me he wanted me to have his beloved watch, Dad was also letting me know his days were numbered.
By Yassir Lester
Death brings up so many feelings and conversations. Plans to be made. Legacies to cement. I had none of that.
A Fitting Farewell in Atlantic City
By Stacey Freed
Here’s how we said goodbye to my clever, caustic, complicated mother.
Into the Unknown
By Sara Beth Berman
My dead fiancé loved Anthony Bourdain. When I heard the beloved chef and TV personality had died, I imagined the two of them, finally, breaking bread.
The Big Question and the Perfect Answer
By Anna Brand
It isn't easy asking a dying person what they believe comes next. But my philosopher dad knew just what to say.
On Father’s Day, Grief Tastes Like Berry Cobbler
By Shannon Casey
When Dad was here, we made olallieberry jam on Father’s Day. Now that he’s gone, our sweet tradition has evolved.
My Dad Was Dying While I Was Divorcing
By Molly Rosen Guy
I vowed never to speak with my ex-husband again. Then my father was diagnosed with leukemia.
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