Articles by Type of Loss: Illness
When my father died in 1969, I was only 15 years old. My mom told me that I was the man of the family now..
More» As Ryan stood there that night with his arms wrapped around my waist, looking reassuringly into my eyes, he promised..
More» 10:45 p.m. The house is quiet; all are sleeping but me. Austin’s been dead for more than three years now. Some things are better. I’m cooking..
More» It was an uncharacteristically beautiful, blue-sky, warm day in Brussels, February 2001...
More» Barb Christie knows the military. She began her 20 year career in the Air Force as an air traffic control officer.
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