A Desperate Christmas Eve

It’s Christmas Eve, and my 8-year-old son is desperate to open presents. Dorian’s been asking for a month to open his stocking (which I just stuffed two days ago). Waiting is soooooooo difficult. The anticipation is “killing” him, he says. “Can’t we just open one? I just want to get Christmas started!”Do you remember the […]

Storm Surge

As I was trying, and failing, to write this week’s post I became aware that I was feeling frustrated and noticed thoughts likeI shouldn’t write about grief two weeks in a row. Anthony’s birthday and deathday are both past. I should move on to a different topic. Well hello there, Denial. Didn’t I just write […]

Grieving on Purpose

October the 10th was the two year anniversary of the day my little brother, Anthony, died. He was only 24 years old, and just barely that. His birthday was Oct. 5th. That’s him, in the photo, when we celebrated his 16th birthday I believe. Last week I thought about interrupting the Fear of Worthlessness series […]