
Embracing Strangers
As the driver pulls into the ambulance bay at the hospital, a wave of relief washes over me. Now that we have arrived, I can

As the driver pulls into the ambulance bay at the hospital, a wave of relief washes over me. Now that we have arrived, I can

I noticed first his focus. It was as gentle and constant as the slow strokes of his hand, tousling the hair of his dog’s head.

When the tears fall Empty and angry at everything and everyone,yet not knowing why. Then suddenly you realisethat the empty feeling is a hollow space

With the first hint of early spring, my writing group hustled to make our dream of building our own Wind Phone at the independent senior-living

When in mourning, time passes fast, time passes slow.Are pictures supposed to comfort the yearning?Photos capture static joybut in loss they bring no easing. She

Some stories return to you over time. Not all at once, but quietly, sometimes years later, after life has given you more experiences and unique

Please don’t tilt your headand ask us if we’re okay. His heart has stopped beating.His body is starting to decay.No words can make that easier.

Each day I look. Look beyond the clouds, the horizon and into the invisible space between today and tomorrow. But, even though I squint and

From Grief Dialogues Founder Elizabeth Coplan: One of my favorite writers is Amy Ferris, who, to me, is a dead-ringer for Meryl Streep, and I

I am trying to learn how to carry this grief.It is oppressive and unyielding and I want to be free of it.Can you take it

I’m naked!Can’t you see? Naked as a jaybird,exposed,unclothed,reporting for duty.Naked as I came.Naked as I will go. No! You’re wearing yourNavy pants and blue-striped shirt.Can’t