Wander with Grief

My most intense grief occurred in a hotel room in a city far from home. When we arrived in Portland Continue reading →

The Thing He Carried

WHEN we arrived at the morgue, in a rental car, navigating via Google maps to a suburban neighborhood of Portland, Continue reading →

Mother of a Lost Time Traveller

When a wife loses her husband, we use the word “widow” to describe her new identity in the world. But Continue reading →

Grief Journey 2019

It’s dark and I’m lonely and I’m feeling desperate to hear my son’s voice. Searching for answers, I turn to Continue reading →

In the Deep Water

In July 2016, as my mom’s health was failing and we were coming to recognize the reality of her impending Continue reading →

Conjuring Ghostman

Sitting in the magic circle, as people have done since time immemorial, we conjured him up–  he is ʻoka manamana, Continue reading →

One Year Ago

One year ago, the term “opiod crisis” was something I had never heard of. One year ago, I did not Continue reading →

Mothers Day Grief

It’s been six months since Roger died and the shock has finally worn off. What has the experience been like? Continue reading →