I came to understand that my desire for my body to be something different was a form of grief.
Category: Grief
Grief Talk: Acknowledging the Date(s) (part 1)
On April 5, the first anniversary of my dad's death, I ate a tin of kippers for breakfast. He loved kippers on saltines. I'm curious how (or if) you mark the date of death and birthday of a loved one. Are there traditions you've established or have considered establishing? How do you think about or … Continue reading Grief Talk: Acknowledging the Date(s) (part 1)
In Honor of Nat’l Grief Awareness Day (an announcement)
My book, An Obesity of Grief: A Memoir, will be published in June 2023!
At the Copa, Lola Was so Much More than a Showgirl
I say we take a second look at Lola. A compassionate rethink of what her story really is.
Grandma Grief
I’ll be 59 in a few days, and I can say, without a doubt, that I’ve lived a very different life in 59 years than my grandmother did.
Grief Talk: The Corner
Grief is a big part of my life, yes, but so is love, and to me, that corner represents love.
“Grief Light”
There is no place in grief for reminders of what could be, if only they'd....
Grieving the Living
Sometimes arm’s length is a thousand miles, a new phone number, and your finger poised above the delete key.
I’m sorry. Wait, no I’m not. Well, maybe.
Despite what Elton John sings, “sorry” isn’t the hardest word.
Grief Talk Tuesday: Treat My Urn Like the Stanley Cup
There was a sense of urgency about the way mini waterfalls and rapids formed in the otherwise docile water. Its beauty—flowing at the foot of a bucolic green hillside dotted with dandelions—reminded me how the moments I love most are fleeting...










