Sixteen years ago tomorrow, November 5, 1995 our mom died. I try to catch myself… Read the postHow to live like you are dying…
I always snicker when I see a “study” that comes out stating the obvious, like… Read the postAlways searching…
The lonely year is how one writer described the second year of grief. This “loneliness”… Read the postThe Lonely Year. The second year of grief.
From time to time, it is not unusual to receive ads for “bereavement” gifts and… Read the postThe prelude…
When I couldn’t remember what month it was the other morning as I was writing… Read the postA Year of “Seconds”
I have been moved beyond words by some of the articles and posts that I… Read the postHe is still teaching.
I dreamed of Justin last night, it is only the third time I have dreamed… Read the postWaking from a dream…
I just finished listening to the audio file of Fr. Conrad’s homily from Justin’s funeral… Read the postSo good to hear again….
The first anniversary of Justin’s death is only days away. I have read a bit… Read the postThe Anticipation of an Anniversary
