Category: Grief
A World Gone…Kind
I returned from Iceland on March 13 after a week of adventures in one of the most beautiful places on the planet. And while I was gone, the entire world changed. Completely. But it seems wherever I lo... Read More
The Refuge of Fridays
I’ve been thinking a lot about Fridays lately; how much I love them. And look forward to them. How they feel like a warm cocoon after a challenging week of work. And how drastically my feelings abou... Read More
January 18: A Decade Later
I’m pretty ardent with the attention I pay to my calendar and to my journal (and to my blog, for that matter), marking it with momentous occasions—both good and bad. Ken’s cancer and death were ... Read More
The Matriarch
Ken was part of a wonderful family. When I entered said family in the early 2000s, Ken’s gram, Anne, reigned over it. Her home in Michigan City, Indiana, was the hub of family gatherings every holid... Read More
Dear Dad: A Year of Truths
Dear Dad, A year? I still shake my head. How could it be a year since you died? My unstoppable, force-of-nature father. The man who I’m named for. The man who I get my height and my blues eyes from.... Read More
Honoring the Day
June 1 used to feel like a prison of the worst kind. The kind I was forced to visit annually. And be held there for 24 hours, reliving the events of 2011 when Ken died. Dread for the following year be... Read More
When Bloggers Collide
Being a writer is foundational to who I am. It’s integral. And it’s given me gifts over the years, and certainly played a key part in helping me to work through my grief when Ken died in 2011.... Read More
