Filed under grief and loss

A remnant of you.

A remnant of you.

I am thick with the smell of death. Yours, and everyone who was on your floor. All of these doorways I’ve passed through, all of these corridors, all of these beds wheeled by, all of these people grieving around me. It didn’t stop me, on the last day, from kissing your forehead as often as … Continue reading

Small Life, Slow Life, The Luxury of Grief.

Small Life, Slow Life, The Luxury of Grief.

Do you remember when you had the luxury of grief? You were allowed the space to be fully devastated. You could call into work, *cough cough* into the phone, tell your boss that no, you weren’t feeling better. You could use up your whole sick time you’d accrued in the fetal position, tangled in sheets, … Continue reading

Small Life, Slow Life: Amazing Grace.

Small Life, Slow Life: Amazing Grace.

The sun offered a tender warmth on a day that felt like early September at seventy-one degrees, not mid-December. Mountains rose up behind us so clear, you could see every little peak and boulder. Down on the grass, still perilously soft from last week’s rain, spinning pinwheels and gladiolas marked loved ones who have moved … Continue reading

Small Life, Slow Life: 38/100 {Closure.}

Small Life, Slow Life: 38/100 {Closure.}

Earlier today, a commenter asked me if I believe in closure. My exact response to her was: I believe in closure for everyone. Young, old. Long relationship, short relationship. It may not come when you want it. But it will always come.  Tonight, that very exact thing happened. To me. When I was in sixth grade, I was in a group … Continue reading