Category: Death

Questioning, Questioning. Death and Rebirth. People and Things.

How much validation is there in the Christian practice that seeing the dead body helps to obtain closure? Do the Jews get over it much more slowly than those that have the ritual of an open casket? If so, I think I’m ready to see it, the dead body. (I don’t really want to see it.) But […]

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Leaping and Feeling the Pain

As I drive up to mom,s condo I sense the denial of what inevitably is to come and tears simply start to flow.  As it has been, I make my way through the front door and feel numb.  I want to numb more.  I collapse on the bathroom floor, a grown woman feeling like a child.  I […]

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How I Know a Dove Represents My Mom

This Island, Culebra, offers a generous representation of morning doves. Cooing, floating, making sure I know they are there. It’s quite comforting. It has become clear to me in this moment, why, on the morning of my mother’s burial (my birthday) that the Universe presented her to me on the roof of a neighbors home in […]

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The Swan Picture from Moms

When my mom passed away and my siblings and nieces and nephews and children and I were talking about things that we wanted to keep of hers all I could think was that I wanted nothing more.  I had so much already.  She was such a big part of my life as well as my […]

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My “Wild” Messenger

I have ventured from my comfort zone today and made a call to a friend to ask for help. I am experiencing pain and sadness on a level that I have not yet been familiar with. My will wants it to just go away.  My friend made an appointment to call me at 7:30. As […]

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