When a Voice is Silenced

Occasionally, when I am in my quiet home, I think I hear Jim’s voice. My phone still holds one of the last voice mails Jim left me. I kept the mini cassette from my father’s office answering machine that contains words in his gentle southern drawl. Early in life, we learn to recognize the voices […]

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How Long is Too Long to Grieve?

A year ago, my 96-year-old aunt “Chinkie” skipped the bonds of earth and entered her heavenly home. She was a huge part of my life and continues to occupy my mind almost daily. Cleaning out her home provided moments of quiet grief, but also periods of joy. I thought I knew a lot about grief, […]

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