Loss of Father
Goodbye
Not a father through blood, but through requirement and devotion. No heartstrings were tugged, but you meant more. Always there, quietly caring, more than anyone
June 18, 2025
Not a father through blood, but through requirement and devotion. No heartstrings were tugged, but you meant more. Always there, quietly caring, more than anyone
During the Wall of Remembrance portion of Grief Dialogues: Memorial Day, something cracked open when I stepped onto the dimly lit stage. Another world slipped
The doctor wheeled the gurney carrying Anna into the elevator. Her breathing had slowed considerably. A few more breaths and the once vibrant lady whose
Grandpa was a patient, genuine and respectful man devoted to our grandmother, his children, and grandchildren. Today, on the anniversary of his death, and the
You know, it’s hard sometimes. It’s hard to realize that someone you love can just leave in a flash, much like how they came into
My holy of holies is the human body —Anton Chekhov, 1888 All the people that I’ve lost – and I’ve lost a lot – I