The Gifts From Desolation
“I have a 14 year old boy with Reactive Attachment Disorder,” a woman at the foster parent gathering began, “and I just don’t know what to do.” She described a whisper of […]
“I have a 14 year old boy with Reactive Attachment Disorder,” a woman at the foster parent gathering began, “and I just don’t know what to do.” She described a whisper of […]
This space has held only silence for nearly six months. I cannot count the times I’ve been online and tempted to open a new tab, put fingers to keyboard, and […]
I’ve been fighting the transition for weeks. The first whisper of it came mid-March and I ignored it. I avoided writing in this space because for me writing is an […]
Today would have been my dad’s 59th birthday. I went to the zoo this afternoon to celebrate the first of his birthdays without him. My dad didn’t particularly like zoos […]
My little family of four went out to dinner tonight to celebrate the six-month anniversary of our first introduction to each other. While we were waiting to be seated, I […]
While brushing my teeth last night, I thought of a question I wanted to ask my dad. I’d forgotten he was gone for just a second until remembering came crashing […]
How can it be that a month has already passed? I sent a text to Melody this morning and thought back to the call I made to her one month […]
*This is a freewriting piece I did a couple weeks ago. It seemed appropriate to share it on the four-week anniversary of my dad’s death.* It started with your glasses […]
*I wrote these words last week. I disposed of the flower arrangement today after plucking the already-dried roses and carnations from it. It was time.* The flowers are wilting as […]
Since my dad died three Mondays ago, I’ve been trying to go through the initial grieving process with as much gentleness, as much kindness, as much compassion for myself and […]