Single Days & Seasons: Reflections on Grief Anniversaries
In 1983, I received life-changing news while in college. My youngest brother, David, was in a coma after an accident. As I mark 40 years since his passing, I reflect on how his loss shaped me and how I cope with memories of my loved ones. Join me as I share my journey of grief and remembrance.
Deconstructing the saying "time heals"
Losing my brother David in 1983 was a profound loss that changed my life. I always thought “time heals,” but I've learned that grief doesn’t disappear. It evolves. My love and memories of David remain, a constant in a world that keeps moving. Grieving is a testament to love, not a sign of weakness.