bereavement – AT THE BACK OF THE NORTH WIND

January 1, 2026 / Terri / Gentle Self-Care

“For Last Year’s Words…

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language, and next year’s words await another…

September 28, 2023 / Terri / Grief

Tapping on keys, missing the way writing allowed thoughts to coalesce, missing how writing informed…

September 27, 2022 / Terri / Grief

Tapping on the keyboard, I remember why I have avoided sitting down to write, new…

September 26, 2020 / Terri / Dark Night

Apologizing to the bees as I snipped off long stems of anise hyssop, the fuzzy…

March 26, 2020 / Terri / Dark Night

Opening my eyes, dreaming of a baby crying, I wake on your 35th birthday. Our…

December 7, 2019 / Terri / Doug

Wafting scents of thyme and rosemary fill the house, oranges rest in a cut class…

October 29, 2017 / Terri / Doug

Weaving my arm through the shoulder strap of my camera bag, I hugged it close,…

September 3, 2017 / Terri / Doug

I did not sleep the night after our meeting to finalize the plans for our…

August 19, 2017 / Terri / Faith

I don’t sing at church. I have not uttered a note since Justin died. It…