how not to be a dick
On January 7th, a little over six months ago, my older sister Tamar died of injuries she sustained in a bus crash a few days earlier. She was 20.
cat ladies
Friday morning I went to check on my cat Rufus, who had been fighting a serious illness for the past few months, but who we thought was getting better. He wasn't better.

Aug 20, 2012 at 2:00pm | 209 comments

I have three birth stories I usually tell to pregnant women. But there is another one, and I am going to tell that story today.
I’ve had a startling number of friends pass. Some had services, some didn’t. But it’s always the same: the real healing always takes the form of sitting around and talking about the person we’d lost on some other random, beautiful, less full-of-pressure day.

Mar 10, 2014 at 5:00pm | 150 comments

If I thought it was uncomfortable to be a youngish person dating after one partner's death -- and I did -- dating with a two-for-two dead partner history is like competing in some sort of Awkwardness Olympics.

Jul 31, 2014 at 6:00pm | 148 comments

I was planning to write a light post about what to drink besides water and wine, then something heavy happened and shit got real.

Jun 19, 2012 at 10:00am | 95 comments

When it’s been emotionally or financially taxing, I’ve still felt nothing but extraordinarily fortunate to share my home with such wonderful friends.
I was so, so sad, but felt like I had no right to be. I had read so many stories about miscarriages in the second trimester, my grief didn't feel valid in comparison.
You can wake up every day telling yourself that someone is going to die, and that still doesn't make their loss any easier when it finally happens.

Jun 20, 2013 at 3:30pm | 64 comments

After struggling to get pregnant, I had to have a misplaced pregnancy surgically removed. When looking for comfort, I found reasons to be angry, and reasons to be persistent.
As World Prematurity Day nears, I write so that others who’ve been through this know they’re not alone. I’ll never know why I lost my daughter, but I do know that life goes on despite the pain.
This is a simple story about a normal girl and her normal family on one of the worst days in history.

Sep 11, 2012 at 9:00am | 37 comments

Like so many other things that are quickly becoming outdated, obituaries are a useful form of communication that is lacking a user base.
My father sat with his arm around me on the couch. He seemed so briefly like a different man and our relationship seemed so promising.
I was still recovering from the mixed emotions of seeing my boyfriend for the first time in months combined with reverse culture shock, but all of those distractions went out the window when I saw his mother lying comatose in the hospital bed.

May 12, 2013 at 9:00am | 11 comments

Just like there is never a good time for your toilet to clog, or your electricity to go out, or to develop a bladder infection, there is never a good time for your computer to crash.

Jan 18, 2013 at 11:30am | 4 comments

Like Nina Simone sang: holding back ain't gonna do no good.
Mainly because I've been there and done that -- and it didn't end well.