by ::::kbs | Sep 17, 2011 | Reflections
I thought that when I was taking care of my parents as they died that I was in chrysalis. It felt like the right metaphor for the time: isolated and encapsulated by my own grief and my parents’ fears and pain, I was changing radically as a person. I was in...
by ::::kbs | Sep 6, 2011 | Mourning
I have a love/hate relationship with all the 9/11 memorialization that goes on every year here in the United States; as with most very public group mourning events, I think there is power in sharing our grief, but there is also far too much overblown sensationalism...
by ::::kbs | Sep 4, 2011 | Mourning
Yesterday was the first day of classes, and in one class a professor sidelined into the “text” of memorial markers such as gravestones and road-side markers (yes, these are the kinds of classes I take). She expressed her dumbfounded amazement at the...
by ::::kbs | Aug 24, 2011 | PSA
I started this blog with a very vague idea of it being, mostly, a platform for my book Grieving Futures. Then I started graduate school, my ex-husband moved out of the house, I changed many aspects of my lifestyle (food, exercise, haircut!), lost my car, became a...
by ::::kbs | Aug 20, 2011 | Caretaking, Mourning, Reflections
Meet Choco. That’s short for “Chocolate”. A sophisticated piece of work, is our dear Choco; I made him when I was five, maybe. Really I don’t know for sure, and I certainly don’t remember doing it. Like so many other projects I fumbled...
