Tag: grief

  • Life, Apparently

    You know the thing about living? It’s a lot like a roller coaster. And I realize that’s probably one of the oldest clichés in the book, but clichés become clichés because some poor bastard said something painfully accurate and the rest of us kept repeating it. So, yeah. A roller coaster. There are ups and…

  • Still…

    Two years. It’s been two years since you left us. Nothing can ever prepare you for a loss like that. It sits heavy on your heart, in your entire being. Nothing ever truly lightens the load. It is hard every day, and especially hard at all the milestones—the anniversaries, the birthdays—and incredibly hard on the…

  • What Remains

    There is something strange about the way we think about cemeteries. We call them places of death. We imagine them beneath gray skies, wrapped in fog, their crooked stones standing like silent sentinels in the dark. Movies fill them with shadows and whispers, with footsteps that seem to come from nowhere. We teach ourselves to…

  • Throwing Words Into the Wind

    Let me tell you a story…something I learned about myself, and only fully recently acknowledged. This won’t be a confession of weakness, nor a tale of courage or inner strength. Those are just labels. And the truth is, labels are strangers to far more people like me than most realize. If anything, this story is…

  • The Burden of Grief

    This comes not as a confession, but as a quiet observation—drawn from conversations with those who have known loss, who have carried grief quietly and persistently. Grief is both deeply personal and inherently human, connecting us even as we navigate it alone. It is born of shared experience, of listening, of trying to understand. What…