The Girl with the Grief Ribbon
My grief feels like those terrible “waist trainer” girdles celebrity women wear. It wraps around you, hugging and tightening and squeezing your breath away, and you have no choice. It is also a terrible replacement for your person.
Finding the Edge
Watching surfing, I’ve found many metaphors for life with stage 4 cancer and loss
Grieve, Procrastinate, Repeat
The great thing about procrastination is, like grief, it’s invisible and really, the only person whose life it’s harming is your own.
A Few Tips for Surviving The Death Experience
I needed a break from grief, real, performative and instructive, and putting my toe into the death space seemed like a meaningful detour.
Grief as Writer’s Block
I stumbled on a quote recently about how projects you were working on when your loved one was alive may no longer seem relevant or worthwhile to you, and those projects take on a whole lot of baggage after they are gone. I wish the project in my case was a bathroom remodel instead of a novel.
