Candid conversation about grief. Beginners welcome.
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.
Why I’m Jealous of Grieving People
By Nicole Ferraro
Dad died when I was 6, and life went on seemingly undeterred. All these years later, I find myself envious of those who have the chance to mourn.
Was My Dead Ex Talking to Me From Inside the TV?
By Molly Tolsky
Was my dead ex talking to me from inside the TV?
After My Miscarriage, I Was Still Pregnant
By Caryn Berardi
We were expecting triplets. So why does everyone insist on calling it a 'blessing in disguise' that only two of our babies made it to term?
Sleeping Through Grandma’s Death
By Amy Oestreicher
When I finally came to after a months-long coma, my beloved grandmother was gone.
He’s Dead, But He’s No Saint
By Robyn Woodman
My husband cheated on me again and again — but people give him a pass because he died in a tragic Thanksgiving Day scuba accident.
My Dad, Forever a Stranger
By Anastasia Selby
For 16 years I had no relationship with my father, a devoted Scientologist. When he died, I realized just how little I knew about him — and he about me.
By Laura Kiesel
Uncle Billy, the father figure in my life, came back from prison broken and distant. And before long, he was dead — leaving me to wrestle with his complicated legacy.
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