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Darkness Descends; An Ode to Joy
It crept in like a low fog, so lightly that I didn’t notice it beginning to swirl around me. A vague unease, a weighty sigh. The sun...
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The everyday grief of an "obsolete" mom
What is the reward of being a good mother to a blessedly healthy child? They leave you. How could it all be gone? Where did it go?
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Marc's Anniversary Visit
Every October, the light changes, the sun hanging lower in the sky. Every October, the leaves flash to orange, yellow and red, and drift...
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Books that Heal
When I was 28 years old, I briefly dated a surgical resident. Perhaps like all surgeons, he was smart, decisive, and pleased with...
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"I Can't Imagine: What NOT to Say to Someone Who is Grieving"
Guest Blog by Caryn Anthony I am honored to publish this beautiful piece by my dear friend, Caryn Anthony, about loss and how to truly...
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