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Good Grief

Violet smiled the other day and I saw my brother, Andrew, in her smile. Also, like him, she has a wicked sense of humor. Georgia has a...

The Power of Twenty-eight

May 1st was the 28th heavenversary of my brother Andrew’s death. To the average person reading this, you might think, “Man…that’s a long...

High Need for Closure

I like closure and these last 24-months refuse to go away. I don’t like things being drawn out, I need them buttoned up and dealt with so...

My New Normal

I finally realize what that dumb grief-centered phrase, “the new normal,” means. Hey Andrew, This week you’ll have been gone 27-years....

Let It Matter

You know those moments where you’re driving along, minding your own business, and it feels like you zero in on what you are listening to...

The Holiday Feels

I pride myself on how important my family is to me. I’ve always loved being with family and connecting again but after Andrew died, I...

The Other Life Lost

I typically try to write these as though they are to my brother. Today I’m going to talk to the person who took his life. If you aren’t...

Which Grief is Better (OR when will your death stop affecting me)

“woman sitting on cliff overlooking mountains during daytime” by Milan Popovic on Unsplash Hey Andrew, There are times when it feels like...

Setting the Stage

Exit Stage Left On May 1, 1992, my seven-year-old brother was crossing the street to get the mail. He stepped off of the school bus,...