After the memorial
For family and friends of Connie Howard Shoved back into the world again (that miserable comforter)to pickup where you left off. Except, it doesn’t work that wa...
Category: Friendship
When you know you can’t see your friend again
— there is a grim loneliness in a coffee shop on a November afternoon: two doing crossword puzzles, their wheeled-walkers stationed by their table; ...
My friend is dying and things aren’t right
-posted with permission My friend is dying and I can’t get things right, can’t get emotion right, can’t get grief right, the duration right, the proximity right...