Michael Lebowitz remembers a friend with dignity, respect, honour and honesty.
The Life of Brian
Sometimes someone is taken well before you realize how important they will be to you in the future. Brian was such a man.
Through the Tumble
A man and woman drive across the prairie to her father’s funeral, their grief reflected in the landscape around them.
The House of My Heart
It is just a house, an old Cape Cod that was ostentatious when it was built many, many years ago. The red roof will need to be replaced. When it was first put on, my great uncle Howard was still alive and capable of roofing with the help of my husband and my brother in […]
Happy St. Rusty’s Day
There’s St. Patrick’s Day and Valentine’s Day, but for Christianne Tisdale, a better reason to celebrate is the day she calls St. Rusty’s Day in homage to her hilarious, wise and “gloriously heart to heart” friend who died of cancer.
What Cancer Cannot Take Away
Cancer took away Elaine’s life, but it didn’t take everything. Paulette Rivait looks back over her relationship with a remarkable woman.
How to Really Be Present For Someone
It’s difficult and rare for most people to appropriately “be there” for another person in distress. Steve Goldberg offers some key tips come to mind for being more helpful towards another during challenging times.
Life Without My Father
A woman looking at old photos of her father, wonders what he would have thought of her if he were still alive.
Lost Dreams of Motherhood
Three weeks after experiencing a miscarriage I have found that there is a deep silence surrounding the issue of pregnancy loss. In an attempt to fill the void I am sharing my own story in the hope that it will help others in their own journeys through grief and loss. Miscarriage is surprisingly common and yet the experience remains shrouded in mystery and misconceptions. Speaking out and shattering the silence is my own first step towards recovery.
The Last Leaf: My War Against Change
Deep into November, a few last leaves cling to the trees. I always wonder about these leaves. What makes them hold on when millions of other leaves have fallen to their fate? Sometimes I think they are the stubborn ones, unwilling to accept the inevitable
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