Death
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The Solitary Habit
My father died two months ago. Yesterday, we did a sunrise walk together. Continue reading
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Ashes, Ashes, I Still Fall Down
We are taught that if we work hard enough, we will get over our losses. This has not been the case for many who grieve, including me. Continue reading
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Wait for It — February 2023
“I want something from Daddy that he is not able to give me . . . .” Continue reading
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Maternal Pop-ups — Part Two
What do you do when your dead mother pops up? Look away? Continue reading
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Maternal Pop-ups — Part One
What do you do when your dead mother pops-up? Pay attention? Continue reading
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Our Devoted Friend, Jan
“I read a review of the new Philip Roth biography the other day. The author quotes Roth saying, ‘aging is a massacre.’ I agree!” — our devoted friend, Jan, April 5, 2121, 20 days before her cancer diagnosis. Continue reading
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Hidden Monsters
Be afraid. Be very afraid because it’s in there, waiting to surface again. Continue reading
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My First Hospital Admission
I recently learned two truths: One, experiencing heart attack symptoms is profoundly frightening; and two, mouth guards float. Continue reading
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Succumbing to a Broken Heart
Losing a child to suicide is unbearable. It is a heartache no one can heal. Continue reading
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My First Boyfriend
My first boyfriend died on May 15. Jack Boyer was 66 years old. He gave me what my mother labeled, “Sharie’s first ‘love’ note on October 21, 1959. Jack and I were in first grade. Jack died suddenly from an… Continue reading
