My father died five years ago. My parents were married for over fifty years. Mom was only nineteen […]
Category Archive: grief diary
About the death of the love of my life.
The other day, a friend of mine came over. My new dog has fear aggression and I’ve found […]
I was just chatting with my good friend Mer about loss. She said, “I don’t think we’ll ever […]
On the death of my dog and adopting a new one.
Today is the first anniversary of Male’s death. Though he died two years ago, he has two death […]
On March 16, 2015, I slammed into a wall. That wall was the death of my beloved. Fifteen […]
I don’t need a huge mansion, a fancy sports car, expensive jewelry or a yacht. While I wouldn’t […]
Aside from the astounding array of vocabulary with which we’re presented, one of the things I love about […]
I don’t feel like talking today, which is part of the reason I’m doing it. Forcing oneself to […]
Well, hello, my dears. I bet you’re wondering where I’ve been since the last thing I wrote was […]
When Male was twelve years old, he was already over six feet tall. He cut a very imposing […]
A strange thing about grief that you wouldn’t know until you experience it, and even then, you may […]
As I cuddled my dog for the nth time today, I realized that, now that Male is dead, […]
Several years ago, a friend’s mother died a few weeks before Mother’s Day. On the holiday, not thinking, […]
I have always hated the holidays. Well, I don’t hate everything about the holidays. I like the pie […]
I woke up this morning thinking about the day when the two creatures I love most in the […]
Fish Of Gold 