I know you're tired. Overworked. At the end of what was no doubt a long shift. I know you're looking forward to dinner with your wife and...

"You don't move on, you simply move forward." I saw this quote in one of my widow support groups on Facebook. Let me begin by admitting...

55,000. 54,267 to be exact. On February 15th, 2020, that's how many words I'd typed in a novel set to be released in late March or early...

*Warning: the following post contains depictions of depression and anxiety.* When the chaos of sudden death abates, and the focus on...

Somewhere along the way to the end of nowhere, I stopped to look around. Here, I thought. Here is where I am and where you are not. The...

When she saw the ambulance outside our house, her immediate instinct was to act. She texted first, hopeful for false alarms or a minor...

The night my husband died, I lay sleepless in my daughter's bed listening to her breathe. I won't go into the massive fear that shook my...

"Hey, when I suddenly die forty years ahead of when I'm expected to, make sure you have all necessary documents easily accessible, and be...

From the Introduction to After Life, a poetry collection coming late 2020. On February 15, 2020, I woke up to a nightmare. My husband of...

"Day by day and night by night we were together,—All else has long been forgotten by me." - Walt Whitman

I understand now why during shiva, mirrors are covered. Perhaps in part it’s as they say—to prevent mourners from being distracted by...