Grief

Summer: a time to rest

When I went to my son’s end-of-the-year kindergarten play, I did not anticipate missing my mother-in-law. I sat joyfully watching my son participate in a short play and in name games. As we sat together on the colorful rug, he said, “If my nana was alive she would have been here. She would have loved… Read More Summer: a time to rest

Grief

An uneven exchange

I’m realizing lately that I’m in a pattern of avoidance.  It’s easier to read a good book or watch a good movie or go for a great run than it is to stop and face the grief, face the fear, face the loneliness.  I’d rather feel good and productive than stop moving and face emotion head… Read More An uneven exchange