A letter to the newly bereaved this Christmas

Dear you who has experienced a recent loss,I know, the holidays are the hardest time of the year. I imagine that there are days now when you wish that Christmas could just be erased. Everywhere you look you, there is something that reminds you of your loved one. If the loss has just been a…

My Father’s Eyes

I have nothing tangible that belonged to my father. They are all in my mother’s and brother’s possession. But when I look into the mirror each day, I see my father so clearly. I have his eyes, I have his nose. No one can ever take that away from me. My father died in 1981,…

Childhood Grief and the Harry Meghan Interview

I didn’t get to see the actual interview, but I’ve read the blow by blow accounts in The NY Times and here are my thoughts from the perspective of someone who knows childhood grief well. There was grief all over the page in this interview. Un-processed grief over the sudden, tragic and early death of…