It’s funny how one event can virtually alter the course of your life.
The first dead person I ever saw.
This is a sequel of sorts to my last blog, “Grieve Appropriately.” I have a bit more to say, and for some reason that particular blog seemed to resonate with many of you. So there’s this. Papa Wilson died when I was eight years old. This was in 1964. I don’t remember many details about […]
Grieve appropriately.
All change involves an element of loss. Even good changes. If you’re single and marry the love of your life, you lose some independence. If you begin a new job, you lose the familiarity of where you once worked. If you move to a new place, you lose the comfort that comes from knowing your […]