The “Lasts”

“What’s that piece of furniture in the corner?” I ask, following a long period of not talking, trying to assess whether my client was truly interested in the news program playing or if he wanted to converse. “Is it a record player?” I point to the area behind the hospital bed, which has become a… Continue reading The “Lasts”

New Year, Same Grief

What struck me, following the first meeting of our grief group series, was realizing how you can scan a room, see faces, and assume people are okay. They look okay. They’re acting fine. They have friendly smiles and warm handshakes. And yet, once we got through introductions and took the conversation deeper, these seemingly “okay”… Continue reading New Year, Same Grief