Our Dog, Andy
One recent afternoon, I was softly crying and cuddling Camila’s dog, Andy, for comfort when the desire to talk to Camila swept over me. I couldn’t distract myself from my…
Learning to Live with Sadness
I know, as all of you know, what it feels like to be sad. I defined my new state after my daughter’s death as “learning to…
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 