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We Left Everything Unsaid
By Elaine Roth
When my husband got sick, we focused exclusively on hope; when he died, I was consumed with regret.
Searching for Signs
By Zoe Fishman
The ninja squirrel in my kitchen wasn't my late husband saying 'hello.' It was a reminder of my new, unwanted role: single mother.
To the Widowed Dad on Father’s Day
By Justin Yopp and Donald Rosenstein
Being a ‘good enough’ parent is precisely what your grieving children need.
Becoming My Father — For My Son
By Geoffrey W. Melada
I cannot rescue my dad, but I can mentor my child.
Laundry, Before and After
By Jacqueline Dooley
I used to resent the endless sorting, washing and folding. Then my daughter got sick — and everything changed.
Five Short Years, Five Whole Years
By Julie Sugar
Since my daughter was born, time has somersaulted, raced, oozed — giving me new perspective on the few years I had with my own mother.
‘My Death Stories Are My Birth Stories’
By Emily Ziff Griffin
That precious, precarious, otherworldly state of giving birth reminded me of something else: grief.
The Motherless Mother I’ve Become
By Molly Flinn
Life with loss has a new dimension that informs the joy — complicating it and sweetening it, too.
My Big Black Sunglasses
By Cynthia Whipple
I bought a pair to shield myself during my mother's demise. Little did I know they'd lovingly do so through all types of loss.
‘Smad’ and Other Words Born of Grief
By Fernanda Santos
In the year since my husband died, there have been many lessons — and a few new vocabulary words.
7 Ways To Accommodate Little Kids at a Funeral
By Megan Carmichael
Having my kids at my mom’s funeral was the right thing for our family. Here’s what helped.
6 Tips for Talking to Kids About Death
By Michelle DuBarry
We can’t gloss over the topic without denying a fundamental part of our lives and our family. Here’s how we navigate the conversation.
How I Rediscovered My Professional Drive After a Stillbirth
By Katie Irish
For “The Americans” costume designer, returning to work turned out to mean more than just punching the clock
The Clenching Curse
By Jessica Barraco
Those hips don't lie. Even in grief.
My Grief is F*cking Funny
By Emily Rapp Black
Why I never pass up a chance to laugh my ass off. Especially when I'm grieving.
The Show Must Go On
By Rachel Levy Lesser
My mom’s life went dark after cancer won out. But it didn’t mean my beloved theater-going had to as well.
‘I’m Not Done Being Your Mom’
By Caryn Anthony
My son is gone, but our relationship — surprisingly — continues to evolve.
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 Tell My Kids About Their Brother Who Died Before They Were Born
Even in Seamus' absence, our four-person household continues to feel to us like a family of five.
The Billy Joel Concert That Saved Me
By Ruth Tepler Roth
By taking me to that show, what remained of my family in the aftermath of my son’s suicide was telling me, ‘Please come back to us. We still need you.’
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