Keeping It Private
I began substituting six months after Camila died. My first day, I entered the classroom with her memory bracelet on my wrist, which had become a standard…
Getting Rid of My Books
How many things do we keep “for our children”? How many of the multiple multitude of things – our first toy, our grade school report card,…
Not Losing Myself
Last night, our son Richard sent one of those internet quote-fests: a long strand of clips and quotes culled from a television series, this one focused on…
How to Help Myself
A couple of weeks ago, I began thinking to myself, “I’m ready to work again.” Then I thought, “I want to work again.” Once, I even…
Choosing My Traditions
When I was a girl, I would read a lot and one of the things I remember reading about were the traditions associated with loss. One that…
My identity
I remember being asked in group, “How has your identity changed since the death of your child?” Camila was my only child, and so, like many…
A Compassionate Friend 