The Half Life of Love
by Megan Devine
Our first real date was on Valentine’s Day 10 years ago. Many times in the five years since my partner died, I’ve flashed back to that day when we became, officially, more than just friends.
Two Minus One
by Sarah Kravits
I always defined myself as an older sister to a younger brother. But after his sudden death in our 40s, I'm struggling to identify as an only child.
My Two Dads
by Ryan Murdock
When a motorcycle accident turned my father into a man we — and he — no longer recognized, I contemplated helping him die.