There was something about my first days as a mother that reminded me of my final moments with my own mother. Neither my newborn nor my mother could talk back. But could they understand me?
Struggling after her twin brother's death, a woman wonders if she should (or even could) take time off from working at a tiny startup. Our latest advice column.
After entering foster care, I got used to losing physical things. But my mother's death isn't a loss -- it's an event, an experience that defies language.
I am a happily married mother of two young children and I have terminal lung cancer. These days, I’m consumed with curiosity — and worry — about what my husband’s and children’s lives will look like after I’m gone.
In the year since cancer took my little girl's life, I find myself saying 'I'm sorry.' For not being able to save her, for surviving her death, and for simply being 'sorrowful.'