You only miss the people you love...
Author: Lynn Haraldson
Shaun Cassidy and the Weekend I Didn’t Know I Needed (Part 2)
"I needed, last weekend, to be in the company of strangers united in a slice of our mutual past."
Shaun Cassidy and the Weekend I Didn’t Know I Needed (Part 1)
"It’s not our job, in any relationship, to change someone’s mind. We don’t live inside their head."
Salad Dressing & A Beard (I’ll connect the dots)
Way (and I’m talking WAY) back in my serious weight-loss days (2005-2009), I belonged to a fabulous (and eclectic) online group on the Weight Watchers website for people who wanted to lose 100 pounds, give or take. There, I met (and am still friends with) people who challenged everything I thought about weight standards, body … Continue reading Salad Dressing & A Beard (I’ll connect the dots)
Introducing: Two-Hour Memoir Mentorship
When I started writing An Obesity of Grief in 2008, I had no direction, only a vague idea of the story I wanted to tell. I became frustrated when, after two years of writing, I still hadn’t identified a unifying theme, so I put it away, went to graduate school, and didn’t pick it up … Continue reading Introducing: Two-Hour Memoir Mentorship
Listen to me discuss my book with Jenny Lisk on The Widowed Parent Podcast!
Lynn talks with Jenny Lisk on The Widowed Parent Podcast
To Care (what people think) or Not To Care? That is the Question.
I won’t kid myself thinking I can actually ever not care what people think. I am, after all, Lynn Haraldson: Worrier Extraordinaire.
Happiness Is…
I remember stopping for gas at a Super America somewhere in Minneapolis in April 1996, and before I got out of my car, KS95 started to play the Beatles' "Here Comes the Sun".
Self-Kindness (the “da doo ron-ron-ron, da doo ron-ron” version)
"Don’t forget to do nice things for yourself. There’s beauty in giving, and nothing says we can’t also be the receiver."
This is 40
I can’t say, “Has it been forty years already?” because when someone you love dies, even a day without them is a lifetime.










