A Year After My Dad Died, 1 Thing He Did For My Son Lives On
“Do you still miss Papa?” my 10-year-old asked out of nowhere.
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I Was Devastated When The Love Of My Life Died. Then I Started Seeing Signs I Couldn't Explain.
The nurse stopped me before I left the intensive care unit and entered into the creeping hum of the hospital. My husband, Dave, had been wheeled off to the 14th floor, where he died a few hours later.
5 Signs You're Dealing With Unresolved Grief
Grief is a normal, natural reaction to loss — such as the death of a loved one — and the grieving process looks different for each person going through it.
After Watching Our Twins Die, Our Marriage Almost Didn't Make It. Here's How We Found Our Way Back.
Most days, I wake as the last of the stars fade into the sky. I make my way into the kitchen to make coffee, nearly tripping over the mewling cat twisting between my ankles. As I scratch my armpit, my thumb catches in a hole in my T-shirt. Then, I try to run my fingers through my hair, but yesterday’s gel pulls at my scalp.
My 21-Year-Old Daughter Was Not Supposed To Live This Long. Here's How I Keep Us Both Going.
Since Mother’s Day 2008, I’ve stood in my kitchen prepping evening meds, surrounded by syringes , seizure medications and predigested baby formula for Emily, my young adult daughter.
What ‘Party Of Five’ Taught Me About Grief And Growing Up
I’ll never forget the first time I came across “Party of Five,” Fox’s popular teen drama that celebrates its 30th anniversary this year. I had spent what amounted to the cost of designer jeans on the show’s individual DVD box sets, and they were a hallmark of my adolescence.
Shannen Doherty's Mom Opens Up About The Grief She's Experiencing After Daughter's Death
The mother of late actor Shannen Doherty is sharing about the grief she continues to experience nearly two months after her daughter died of cancer at age 53.
I Had An Ominous Fear About My Husband That I Kept Secret For Years. Then It Came True.
Simon and I couldn’t be more different. When we met, I was 38, he was 54, and his unabashed zest for life broke through my complicated caution. I knew I was in love when, after a lazy summer evening together, I lay on the stone beside a Trafalgar Square fountain and felt joy seep through my skin.