Two months ago, my Grandma Izzy died. She was 97 years old, so it shouldn't necessarily have come as a surprise to me. But it did. It swept me right off my feet. We saw her the weekend prior, and she'd quizzed Jordan about all of the wild animals he'd gotten to see lately at … Continue reading On a Wonderful Woman
Category: grief
On Expecting the Worst
Life is not easy. As my dear friend put it this past weekend, it's like a coin with two sides: love and grief. The older I get, and the more I experience, the more I find this to be true. Nothing on this planet is permanent, including our loved ones. The longer we live, the … Continue reading On Expecting the Worst
On Grief and Coffee Mugs
Today I was unloading the dishwasher, sorting forks and spoons into their rightful places in the silverware tray, not really thinking about anything in particular--maybe about how unloading the dishwasher is such a boring, adult activity--when something about a mug I was holding made me think of my mom. I don't know if it was … Continue reading On Grief and Coffee Mugs