Tag Archives: grief

He called it swimming

Grief can change a person for a time, physically, even. This piece may be a fragment of a larger work. We’ll see, won’t we? Continue reading

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ragged ends

A huge percentage of older people are widows. Grief underlies everything they do. (#1004) Continue reading

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across the table

A friend observed the anniversary of her husband’s death recently. (#983) Continue reading

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