Grief 101: A Personal Journey

Never counted days, months, or years in my time on this earth,But today feels different, weighed down since your last breath. Five weeks since I felt you breathe your final sigh,Five weeks since your calmness faded, and I watched you die.It weakens me. The silence is bearable, it's not what I dread,But the sadness creeps … Continue reading Grief 101: A Personal Journey

It is better to write of a burning candle than curse the darkness: The Art of Death. #4

She had a sense of humor. Even in her most confusing and struggling times, her mind was always there, waiting to jump out just at the right time and make you laugh.She resembled a light in a dark place. 18 months. That’s how long I knew her. I was her caretaker, her chef, her aide, … Continue reading It is better to write of a burning candle than curse the darkness: The Art of Death. #4