Finding Closure: How a Gravestone Helped Me Say Goodbye

Just by chance, the grave plots my parents purchased happen to be near my home, so it only made sense that after my father’s death that I would be the one to drive to the cemetery to meet the funeral home’s representative to determine the exact location of their plots. When I arrived, an olderContinue reading “Finding Closure: How a Gravestone Helped Me Say Goodbye”

Not Quite Ready to Finish the Long Goodbye

I have a stack of unopened sympathy cards sitting on my kitchen counter. They’ve been there for almost a month now. Some┬áhave arrived in my mailbox and found their way onto the pile, and my mother has delivered a few more. I can’t bring myself to open a single one of them. Grieving isn’t newContinue reading “Not Quite Ready to Finish the Long Goodbye”

Why We Need to Show Up for the Hard Stuff

  The text came when I’d already crawled in bed after an exhausting day of meetings. I almost didn’t read it. I almost left it until morning. Lisa, I’m here at Mom and Dad’s. I think you should come. He likely won’t make it through the night. I laid there in the dark for aContinue reading “Why We Need to Show Up for the Hard Stuff”