Tag: grief

Self, Meet No-Self

Self-portrait in pencil, ink, and watercolor by Jeffrey Pillow

When Do Spots Begin to Fade?

Photo by Noah Smith on Unsplash

Grief Finds a Way

Photo by K. Mitch Hodge on Unsplash

Writing about running

Stowaway On a Cloud

The Water Sure Is Cold. Deep, Too.

Urinal. Photo by HelpStay.com on Unsplash

I still see you

Photo: Jeffrey Pillow. "Daddy's Shoes." Licensed under CC-BY-SA

Sometimes Sadness Feels Happy

Your Story Matters: Processing Pain and Trauma

My Dad Died, But He Is Not Dead

Where My Father Once Stood

Tall pine trees going up into the sky

When Depression Comes to the Workplace

Screenshot from the email I sent to my manager and director when I tried to quit my job while suffering severe depression

Grief Is a Fire, Smoldering

Photo: Mr. Usaji. “Hot coals.” Licensed under CC BY SA

When the nightmares began

I Cry Myself to Sleep at Night Sometimes

Do I Pack for My Dad’s Funeral?

Pupping looking in the mirror

Let It Wayne

Photo: Jerome Carpenter. "Wayne gets his props." Licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 2.0.

May 21 Is My Dog’s Birthday, Not the Day My Dad Died

I Love You So Much, I’m Eating Sardines

My dad ate sardines like they were going out of style. Can I eat at least one?

A Greater Plan: A Son Remembers His Dad on Father’s Day