So, I’ve written before about how powerful triggers are in grief… Better authors than me have explored the issue, including the late, and amazing, Joan Didion, author of The Year of Magical Thinking (amongst many other outstanding literary works). I thought I had a good handle on my own triggers…

I’ve written previously how all trauma messes with your relationships. How could it be otherwise? Death is the penultimate trauma, so it will mess with your relationships far more than anything else. I call this effect, ‘Address Book Killing’, or maybe better yet, ‘Address Book Death’ (ABD). …

I am a widower in my late 50s. I don’t have a job. I have a career. I don’t have an apartment or even a house. I have a home with a mortgage. …

I recently saw a motivational meme online that compared living life to reading a book, in that you can’t find out what happens in the next chapter without turning the page. I would even take this comparison a step further for those of us who are grieving — just because…

So, if you are following me, you probably already know that “Prolonged Grief Disorder”, or PGD, has been added to the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, more commonly known as the DSM. Some background — The DSM is produced by the American Psychiatric Association, or the APA. The…

It has now been nine months, to the day, since Leah died. 275 days 6,600 hours 396,000 minutes 23,760,000 seconds I guess it’s a sign of progress that this one kind of snuck up on me. I mean, who, other than teenagers and expectant mothers, keeps up with 9-month anniversaries…

My father died, both suddenly and expectedly, in the summer of 2019. I say both suddenly and expectedly because he, unfortunately, did not take good care of himself. He had various bad habits and lived alone on a small farm that he bought when he retired from the US Postal…

To Every Thing, There IS a Season On October 1, 1965, the American rock band, The Byrds released a song that would, at least for me, define the music of my youth, music that I still listen to today. The song was, of course, the classic, “Turn, Turn, Turn”. It…

Sometimes I Hate the Progress I’ve Made My late, beloved wife, Leah, was a knitter, but she was much more than that, of course. She also sewed and made beaded jewelry. Leah was a world-class Dungeons & Dragons Referee; a better Traveller player; an even better editor. She occasionally painted…