What does it mean to feel your feelings and be with them? Hold them. Hold them as if it is not too much for

If someone painted me, they would have to paint my heart outside of my chest. It is hanging there, feeling, experiencing. My heart processes everything

It is in the gathering of our family and friends that we see ourselves. It is at the dinner table and the get togethers that

It may seem unending. Your shoulders, shuddering. The day, unyielding. But did you know you can bear the loss? It may be easier for me

I don’t know how it comes back, but it does. It comes knocking on your door. Even though you can barely notice it at first.

I was completely blind before loss. Actually no, not blind. Hypnotized. Going about my day, as a wife, mother of toddlers, friendly neighbor, you know

“How long does grief last?” Someone asked me the other day. “You still write about it Christina, 11 years later. Are you still grieving?” I

It feels quiet. Listening to Billie Holiday, I’ll be seeing you. A few days away from finishing my next book, Where did you go? The

I grew these last few weeks. And it hurt. It felt as if my skin stretched beyond what it could. Growth is like another person