PinnedPublished inGrief Book ClubBeing Defined by Grief Isn’t A CurseI don’t feel lost because I have the moon — and my grief — to guide me.Oct 9, 202432Oct 9, 202432
PinnedPublished inAge of EmpathyNature is a HomecomingA photo essay in four seasonsNov 10, 202448Nov 10, 202448
PinnedPublished inHuman PartsWhy Do We Have To Be So Efficient?Imagine what life might be like with no one endlessly yammering on about maximizing your time.Jul 8, 2023111Jul 8, 2023111
PinnedPublished inHuman PartsA Letter From My Daughter on the 4th Anniversary of Her DeathOn having faith, and giving permission to let goMar 22, 202171Mar 22, 202171
PinnedPublished inGrief Book ClubMy Child DiedThe unthinkable happened to my daughter. Here’s why I need people to know about it.May 9, 2019124May 9, 2019124
Published inGrief Book ClubThe Perfect Job is an IllusionThe the best jobs are the ones that make work-life balance possible2d ago132d ago13
Published inGrief Book ClubHow grief spends this February day with meWe all want to be seen, especially griefFeb 436Feb 436
Published inGrief Book ClubGenerative AI Can Only Produce Dead ThingsI hope there will always be people who want human artJan 2420Jan 2420
Published inGrief Book ClubGrief Book Club in 2025: An UpdateRecommended reads, news about GBC, and my take on the Medium earnings kerfuffleJan 183Jan 183
Published inGrief Book ClubI’m Grateful for the Doctor Who Gave Me Permission to HopeHaving hope in spite of terrible odds is part of being humanJan 1522Jan 1522