Category Archives: Grief

Teleology and Cabbage

One of the virtues of an Anglican based high school education; beyond the ugly kilts and ties, starting each morning with the daily office and an iron clad aversion to cabbage in any form, is a religious education that tended … Continue reading

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The Way Back

A thing I saw over and over while in Tofino: That which seems long and twisty the first time you go through it will be much faster on the way back. The first time we drove up to Radar Hill, … Continue reading

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Between Dust and Water

I read a post a late last week, and the writer made a comment about how she lives between the dust of Ash Wednesday and the Waters of her baptism, and it is a constant tension in her life. The … Continue reading

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Standing In the Way

I am thankful, on days like this, that the school across from my house is closed. I am thankful I didn’t stand on my front porch at 8:30 yesterday morning and watch the children streaming into the school. I didn’t … Continue reading

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This is . . .

After Sandy Hook, a number of my ‘helpful’ friends posted photo’s of their 5 and 6 year olds, so that we could all understand what five and six looked like, so we could all understand exactly who died. I get … Continue reading

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Does it Hurt?

“You’ve been so brave.” He could not speak. His eyes feasted on her, and he thought that he would like to stand and look at her forever, and that would be enough. “You are nearly there,” said James. “Very close. … Continue reading

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It Gets Better

I still remember it, although it happened almost a year ago. My old boss came by my desk, and she asked me about a project I had been working on right after I came back from leave when Gabriel was … Continue reading

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Turn the Page

Christmas has been a strange proposition for me this year. I am not decorating, baking or buying a turkey. I’m packing a swimsuit and some shorts and heading off to the land of the palm trees. Christmas is almost a … Continue reading

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Snowy Grace

I woke up this morning to snow. And there’s something about snow in November that makes me blue. Amidst the swirling snow did I leave the hospital that day 2 years ago. In an almost blizzard I left the hospital, … Continue reading

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I sent my tailoring to Sigrun, 3 or 4 suits, a few skirts and some pants taken in, and she did a spectacular job. One of the suits was the suit I bought for Gabe’s funeral. The suit fitted me … Continue reading

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