Posts for grief

The Handkerchief

Taking Flight June 29, 2020

In her room, my mother has a small vanity. A large round mirror hangs above and attaches to the vanity;…

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The Gift in My Mother’s Letting Go

General/Column February 24, 2020

My mom was sixty-five years old when she was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer. I was twenty eight at the time,…

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The Movement of Grief

General/Column December 30, 2019

I have studied the waygrief curls into the base of my throat, opens her sails to tender momentsthat catch gusts…

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Terms of Debridement: Living in Grief

In Mother Words Blog November 15, 2019

“To weep is to make less the depth of grief.”(Henry VI, Part III, Act II, Scene I, Line 85) I have…

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