Candid conversation about grief. Beginners welcome.
Countdown to Forever
By Lauren DePino
Sydney, the dog my ex and I share, is dying. How do I say goodbye?
The GOP Won’t Stop Texting My Dead Dad
By Kat Spada
My father died before the pandemic and the election season's fever pitch. Now, every political ping reminds me of the first time we were truly divided.
My Therapist Is No Longer a Phone Call Away
By Wendy Cowen-Smith
She counseled me through my young husband's death, through raising children, blending families, and so much more. Now she's gone.
Losing My ‘Naming Rights’
By Katherine Austin-Evelyn
A cousin named her daughter after my mom before I could.
Are You There Dad? It’s Me, Samantha.
By Samantha Klein
Two years after my father's mysterious death, I'm finally embracing his life lessons as a way to live mine.
Dogs Can Tell Time
By Lynne Greene
When our dog walker died by suicide, my pups missed her. So did I.
The Myth of Protecting People from Suffering
By Jennifer Pastiloff
When we try to shield people from pain in an effort to not break their hearts, we end up doing just the opposite.
A Therapist Says Goodbye
By Pat Blumenthal
We are not ‘friends’ with those we treat. But many of our patients make a very deep and lasting impression on us.
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.
A Fitting Farewell in Atlantic City
By Stacey Freed
Here’s how we said goodbye to my clever, caustic, complicated mother.
By Yassir Lester
Death brings up so many feelings and conversations. Plans to be made. Legacies to cement. I had none of that.
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.
11 People You Meet in Hell
By Erin Donovan
Minimizers, vultures, happy morons, competitors at the Sad Olympics and other people you’re bound to encounter on your grief journey.
Help! My Sister Keeps Posting Photos of Our Dead Father (and Tagging Me) on Social
By Meg Tansey
Our advice columnist on what to do when your sibling keeps posting pics of your dead dad and tagging you on Facebook. #sigh
Meet the Widex
Eight years after we divorced, my sons’ father was dead — and I went from the ex to something more complicated.
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.
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.
By Stefanie Turner
It is fundamentally heartbreaking to meet the love of your life so soon after losing the person who was most fanatically committed to your happiness.
My Summer of Few Words
By Sam Sabin
In the quiet of my solitude after loss and abuse, I noticed a voice I hadn't heard before -- mine.
‘Daddy, Daddy, Where Are You?’
By Lisa Paterson
After 9/11 my son asked for his father dozens of times a day, everyday — for nine years.
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