By Trina Rehberg Boyko I’d Give Nearly Anything to Call My Dad Again
It hit me at the most unexpected time. I was doing laundry, and threw one of my dad’s shirts in…
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Grief
By Kirstie Koch I Don’t Feel Them at the Cemetery
I’m not really a cemetery person. I used to feel a little weird saying that out loud—like it meant I…
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It’s a Good Day To Celebrate Your Rainbow Baby
Dear Mama, Today, take a moment for yourself. A moment to reflect on this powerful journey. And just soak it…
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By Tess Ezzy Grief Isn’t Something You Get Over, It’s Something You Grow Around
After my grandmother died, I expected grief to follow some kind of order. Maybe not a checklist, exactly—but something linear.…
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By Hilary Gately What Grandmas Do in Heaven
I can picture my mom sitting at her dining room table, the whirring of the old sewing machine filling the…
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By Natasha Smith Love Like This Never Really Leaves
I found my graduation picture in my dad’s wallet. It’s one of the last things I physically have of his…
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By Kathleen Duthu Flag Day Reminds Me of My Father
In June, most people happily turn their attention to Father’s Day, school graduations, and summer vacations. Instead, this year I’m…
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By Mary Kate Hampton Communion with Ghosts
This was the first sacrament without one of my parents. For the last one, my mom was in the throes…
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By Amy Martin All I Wanted Was Her Four-Leaf Clover
I walked past the antique chair into the sunken living room of the beautifully decorated home. I passed the extensive…
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By Anissa Kennedy Don’t Wait To Tell Your Dad How Much You Love Him
At just 55 years old, my father-in-law passed away, four months before our son was born. For two decades, he…
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By Madison Marchegiano A Pool Fence Could Have Saved Colt—Do You Have One?
Drowning is the leading cause of death for children ages 1-4, and unfortunately, I know this all too well. Our…
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By Kim Hanson Oak Bay
The sun is shining when I leave our hotel. My burgundy puffer seems like it will suffice, but the chill…
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