Like My Mother Before Me, I Have

My Mother Died Of Metastatic Colorectal Cancer Shortly Before Three P.m. On Christmas Day Of 2008. I Don't Know The Exact Time Of Her Death, Because None Of Us Thought To Look At A Clock For A While After She Stopped Breathing.

One Of The Things About Grief Is That It Can Bring A Deeper Perspective Into Your Life; In The End, It Has, For Me, Though It's Also Brought Sorrow.

When My Mother Was Sick, I Found Myself Needing To Put Down In My Journals All Sorts Of Things - To Try To Understand Them, And, I Think, To Try To Remember Them.

There Is No Single Way Of Grieving. But Research Suggests That There Are Some Broad Similarities Among Grievers.

It's A Blessing Not To Be Alone In Your Grief But It's Also Painful To See Your Parents And Siblings In Pain.