Wellness and Self-Care

That Time I Had A Pre-Funeral Beauty Supply Store Meltdown

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I went in for waterproof mascara but came out with so much more.

My Hard, Lonely and Strangely Magical Trip through Young Widowhood

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Two years after my husband's death, good days have finally returned — and so have bad dreams.

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Grief Bacon: The Masks I Wear

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My child's cancer diagnosis abruptly halted reflection on my own post-cancer body and soul. But after he died, it came roaring back.

The Perverse Pleasure of Grief

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I was repeatedly told to 'get over' my double losses. Instead, I reveled in their depths and heights.

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The Sewing Blogs Were My Salvation

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After my baby died, I didn’t know what to do with my hands. But then I found the sewing blogs.

What My Dad’s Suicide Taught Me About Resilience  

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A wellness coach offers practical advice for finding your center amid complicated grief.

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A Widow and her Galentines

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After my husband died, I stumbled about looking for my tribe. Counterintuitive to my nature, I found it in yoga class.

Exercise in Avoidance

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The walk home from school was long — like four-hours long the way we did it. But it kept us out of an apartment full of grief triggers.

When Self Care Looks Like Paying The Cable Bill

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"My father-in-law suddenly died. How do I take care of them, and myself, while working full-time?" Meg's case for the little things.

How I’m Making Mother’s Day My Bitch

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I've spent years wallowing on this Hallmark holiday, missing my dead mom. This time, though, I'm making it my own.

After Phil, A Sharper View

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Philip Seymour Hoffman was my longtime producing partner. After his death, I embraced an open state of mind that's led me to places I'd been wanting to go for years.

Revisiting the Track after My Father’s Death

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I'd abandoned the 440-yard loop long ago. Returning to it allowed me to begin grieving my father's death.

Learning To Quiet My Mind

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After my young son's death, yoga and meditation changed the shape of my grief.

Living a Year as if It Were My Last

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As my childhood friend was dying of cancer, I embarked on a 365-day experiment in living.

A Race Against Time

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Throughout my daughter's illness — and in the aftermath of her death — my treadmill has been a loyal companion.

How To: Cultivate Self-Compassion

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Learning to treat our grieving selves with greater kindness — and why it matters

A Bro in Need

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Extreme exercise only masked one man's grief over his mother's death. Our advice guru has some suggestions for seeking out more lasting help.

The Yoga Dialogues

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After a close friend's sudden death, even a yoga teacher has trouble quieting her mind.