grief

Pablo Picasso - "Weeping Woman" (1937) I want to burrow deep in the earth and never move again. Nothing makes sense. I don't feel solid or r...

"Come in From the Cold" by Joni Mitchell I am not some stone commission Like a statue in a park I am flesh and blood and vision I am howling...

"Burning Bowl" by She Keeps Bees if it's all the same I'd rather forget burn it in a tin can let the flame take each page ashes in the waves...

My mom used to say to me, " My cup runneth over ." We often said it to each other when we wanted to express gratitude and share how much we ...

"There are no miracles. There is just this. The love that nourished your happiness will nourish your pain." — Geneviève Jurgensen , The Disa...

Nightmare is too gentle a word for what it feels like to live without my mother. I'm not sure how I'm supposed to do it for the rest of my l...

"If a friend of yours loses someone, write them a letter full of love. You need them, these letters, to help get you through the days and th...

A year ago today, my mother died. I couldn't imagine living one day without her. Now, I've lived 365 days without her. Every day, for the re...

A year ago, this was my mother's last full day of life. Looking back, I now know this was the eve of her death. I started reading a biograph...