Two years ago today, we had to say goodbye to Isabel. I don’t talk about this day too much but it feels wrong to let the day slide by without honoring it in its own terrible beauty. Bill had gone home the night before to be with Talia but I stayed overnight in a room…
Tag: grieving parents
grace and sorrow
As many of you know two years ago on June 20 at 5:37 in the morning, Izzy left us. We got her to the hospital and the heroic team put her on life-support, but the reality everyone faced was that she was already gone. Whatever flicker of life they found to put her on life-support…
what remains
Ashes set into the sea in an orange salt urn glowing blue on the way down Instead of a child frolicking in the surf. Do you see, friend? Whatever I ask of you will never be as great as what was taken from me. During our recent trip to Kauai, I had one of those…
My wish for 2020…
I’ve been scarce on social media these last few days. Snow, lack of wifi, and a need to recharge and kind of do some maintenance on myself have kept me logged off for a bit. I might still be scarce for a bit too, as I have the feeling that 2020 can be something real…
Personal Best: 2019 in review
A few months ago, I participated in an online grief symposium. “Why have you not mentioned this before?” you might ask. Mostly because I wasn’t 100% confident in my interview. I cried a lot. I rambled. I tried to stick the issues at hand but there is SO much to say when you lose a…
Take your days…
Before Izzy left, I’d heard the phrase, “Throw yourself into your work.” Of course, I had, but it was in books and movies where the mom was a mess and the dad “threw himself into his work.” But I didn’t know that experience of flinging oneself into a project in order to keep your mind…
The most important thing
While June 20th became the special day as far as Izzy leaving us, everything that happened on This Day one year ago, (the night we shut off the life support), lurked in my psyche. Or maybe it’s woven in my soul, because it’s there whether I look at it or not. I spent the day…
in all things
If we all come from stardust, then you are galaxies. The light in this sweet face, lit from within, is born of a million suns, and my own body that carried you And carries you still. Your breath is the wind now. Under my hand, you are the tree. And the grass. And the ocean….
How to Survive a Broken Heart
her heart brokeso she left her bodyshe left her body and my heart brokei invite her to live in mineto fill in the cracks,with her loveso that we both find a way to live on
I Have Two Daughters 