A Familiar Stranger
I live in Frankfort, Kentucky. In the same house my wife and I once lived, in a town that once felt like home. I know the buildings and the trees...
Read moreI live in Frankfort, Kentucky. In the same house my wife and I once lived, in a town that once felt like home. I know the buildings and the trees...
Read moreLet’s get something straight from the onset: When a great loss occurs, especially those shocking, out-of-order losses that our culture...
Read moreGrief is the Bermuda Triangle of the human heart. It confuses and disorients, blindfolds us and spins us around. It tricks and deceives, then...
Read moreGrief is a war with many battles. And no battle is more important than the fight for our identity. The moment we lose our identity, we forget who...
Read moreStories affect us all. We’re each part of a story, both individually and as members of the grander collective. More profoundly...
Read moreGrief is a contradiction of contradictions. It pulls you one way, then shoves you the other. You set your desperate mind on a given course...
Read moreI knew all about secondary grief long before I knew what to call it. Within a matter of weeks following my primary loss – the death of my...
Read moreSince publishing Even if you don’t, I’ve been privileged to accept more than 15 speaking requests. I’ve loved each and...
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