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Just Sit (and Other Simple Steps to Meditate Your Way Through Grief)

My dad's meditation advice helped me to cope with his death -- and more. Here's how it can help you, too.

My late mother was an avid fan of the Peruvian national soccer team. This year “la Blanquirroja” is playing in its first World Cup in more than three decades. As I cheer them on, it’s impossible not to feel sadness and longing.

The Big Question and the Perfect Answer

By Anna Brand

It isn't easy asking a dying person what they believe comes next. But my philosopher dad knew just what to say.

What This Mother Told Her Dying Son

By Laura Gilkey

Her words were perfect.

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.

As My Wife’s Due Date Approached, My Mother Was Defying Death

By Michael Bahler

I told myself she was holding on to meet the baby. My father and sister had other explanations.

My Wedding Gown’s Last Dance

By Lucy Kalanithi

In an excerpt from the new Modern Loss book, Lucy Kalanithi, the widow of "When Breath Becomes Air" memoirist Paul Kalanithi, describes leaving her bridal gown behind — in the most unconventional of settings.

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.’

Vacant Seats

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.