The Supreme Court ruled in favor of same sex marriage on what would have been my 28th anniversary with my partner. Though we were never able to marry, I consider myself a widower.

Grief Looks a Lot Like 'Crazy'

by Julia Cho

And other things the Netflix series 'Dead to Me' gets right about young widowhood. (No spoilers here.)

Why I'm Jealous of Grieving People

by Nicole Ferraro

Dad died when I was 6, and life went on seemingly undeterred. All these years later, I find myself envious of those who have the chance to mourn.

'Bun in the Oven'

by Nicole Stewart

I was happily married and more than 20-weeks pregnant with a baby I wanted more than anything. So why was I sitting in a Dallas abortion clinic?

Love, Dad

by Laura Coward

On my 8th fatherless Father's Day, my dad found a way to send me a handwritten message from the grave.

My Mom Wore a Sari So That I Could Run for Congress

by Saira Rao

Memories of her valor, grace, and sense of self spurred me on during a campaign filled with racism and sexism.

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.