The Language of Grief

There are many reasons to treat each other with great tenderness. One is the sheer miracle that we are here together on a planet surrounded by dying stars. One is that we cannot see what anyone else has swallowed. Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Martha, Margo and Larry at Margo's graduation. Martha is wearing a suit jacket and dark glasses. She has short gray hair. Margo is wearing a black cape and gown and carrying a bouquet of roses. Larry is wearing a brown suede suite jacket and brown tie.

When Your Last Parent Dies

For a child, the loss of a parent is the loss of memory itself. Svetlana Alexievich

Repairing My Heart

What if we don’t have to be healed to be whole? There are holes in every inch of the fabric that makes me who I am. Andrea Gibson

The Empty Seat on the Bus

I carry you with me into the world, into the smell of rain & the words that dance between people. And for me, it will always be this way, walking into the light, remembering being alive together. Brian Andreas

Margo age 1 sitting in her high chair putting a toy close to her mouth. Her hair is dark and she's wearing a white shirt. Her mom is kneeling down next to the highchair wearing a no sleeve summer dress. She has dark hair. There are shutters behind them hiding the washing machine. The photo is black and white.

The Enormity Of The Room

I know it may sound greedy to want more days with a person who lived so long, but the fact that my mother was 92 does not diminish, it only magnifies, the enormity of the room whose door has now quietly shut. Stephen Colbert

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