Memory

The Gifts of ‘Grief Brain’

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Even as life propelled me forward, I was no longer the same person I had been before Rob’s death. More specifically: My thinking had changed.

‘Daddy, Daddy, Where Are You?’

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After 9/11 my son asked for his father dozens of times a day, everyday — for nine years.

He’s Dead, But He’s No Saint

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My husband cheated on me again and again — but people give him a pass because he died in a tragic Thanksgiving Day scuba accident.