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Mountain Climbing: Releasing Parents’ Home Sparks Renewed Grief

I don’t want to tell you that I’m grieving again. Not that I ever really stopped, but after eight years without my Mom, it wasn’t intruding into my every hour or day in that heartbreaking way. But lately, it has – in that heartbreaking way. In that way that hinders sleep. In that way that …

Do You Grieve for Grief?

I survived the yard sale without any major kick from grief to my insides. I’m not sure whether to celebrate that fact or bemoan it. The absence of grief is in itself a grief. I snapped a photo of my father’s fire engine red tool box at the feet of the buyer. I took other …