What If You Fail to Be Who You Thought You’d Be?
This post is about friends who help us to be the person we’d like to be, told through my experiences with both failure and grace. Continue reading What If You Fail to Be Who You Thought You’d Be?
Category: grief
The final shade of death: She doesn’t have Alzheimer’s anymore!
On writing a eulogy for my mother “Well, Tal,” I had said at my mother’s memorial service, “Maybe she’ll forget.” … Continue reading The final shade of death: She doesn’t have Alzheimer’s anymore!
Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer’s disease
When you lose someone by Alzheimer’s, you lose her progressively. Both you and the one you love experience shades of death. Continue reading Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer’s disease
A special moment in the midst of sorrow that made me smile…
In the midst of losing my oldest sister and mourning her too-early passing, I found joy. One special moment, especially, in the midst of my sorrow made me smile. Continue reading A special moment in the midst of sorrow that made me smile…
As a result of her death, the missing begins
She will miss wrinkles and arthritis, her daughters marrying, her grandchildren growing, and getting old with her husband. And we will all miss her. Continue reading As a result of her death, the missing begins
When you have to say goodbye to your big sister
My oldest sister is dying save a miracle. The doctors declared her “terminal.” Her organs are shutting down. She has no hope for recovery. Continue reading When you have to say goodbye to your big sister
It’s official: His death was a lifetime ago
Had he lived, he would have celebrated his 50th birthday this year. As of today, he has been dead more days than he’d been alive. Continue reading It’s official: His death was a lifetime ago
Terrorism too close to home …
Today I think of those who lost their loved ones. Of those who may have survived but will remain haunted by the images of that night, that horror, that loss. Continue reading Terrorism too close to home …
