When Peter died, almost two years ago, I openly welcomed all the help I could get. I went to a grief therapist and learned tools for coping with the daily onslaught of bottomless and relentless [...]
“I can shake off everything as I write; my sorrows disappear, my courage is reborn.” ― Anne Frank Our Western values are not culturally equipped for grief. Death is such a taboo that we call [...]
Every time my husband, Peter and I traveled together, we would settle into our seats on the airplane. As the plane took off, he would lace my much smaller fingers cozily into his sizable [...]