Grief changes.
Today, June 21, is ten years since the day my brother died. This makes no sense to me. But neither does his death make sense at all. I...
Saying "Yes/And" As You Grieve
Most actors know of an improvisation game called "Yes/And." Here's the basic idea: When someone starts an improv scene with a statement,...
Choosing to handle it
Early this morning, I woke up at precisely the moment that marks six years since my brother was killed by a drunk driver. And I do mean...
Finding choices at the bottom of the hill
When I’m in an unfamiliar place, I like to explore on foot. A couple of months ago, while out of town with my son for a band event, I...
Pay attention to the pain
My right shoulder hurts. It has been hurting for a while, like a few months, or maybe a couple of years, or – now that I think about it –...
Behind the trash truck
A couple of mornings ago, I opened the front door to send my youngest child off to school and saw a line of cars backed up on my street,...
Open letter to a grieving sibling
Hello. This letter is to you, and just you. You are grieving as part of a family group, yes – but you have your own unique grief as a...
David Whyte on heartbreak
I've missed you all. I have not been able to post in quite some time. As some of you know, I have begun work on a masters degree in...
When to hold on, when to let go
I love having a yard but don’t have much time to do anything about how it looks. Frequently the weeds rival the flowers in height, and I...
On this day
On this day in 2014, three years ago, my brother died. He was killed by a drunk driver who also died in the crash. On this day, here in...