Life can get busy sometimes. Despite my best intentions, I haven’t carved out time to write for a few weeks. All is well, I just need to juggle some priorities and find my stride again. For all my friends celebrating the Resurrection this weekend, I pray you have a blessed feast of Easter and a… Continue reading
Psychologists call our thoughts about what could have happened counterfactual thinking. Counterfactual thinking often involves our real or imagined role in contributing to the death or the suffering of our loved one. It is the million “what ifs” that roll through our mind: If I had done this, he never would have died. If I… Continue reading
The worst thing anyone ever said to me as a new widower: “you were lucky.” A couple days after Melinda’s death, I called Social Security to notify them and to apply for whatever survivor benefits I was entitled to. The surviving spouse gets a one-time $255 death benefit (possibly more, depending on earnings, age, disability… Continue reading
Two weeks from today will be one year since the doctor declared Tracy dead. There’s something (I was about to say “indescribable,” but then realized that I’m describing it) about reaching the one year mark. The first year is full of adjustments. It’s full of “firsts.” The first Valentine’s Day without my wife (just 3… Continue reading
There are a few seminary moments etched so clearly in my mind, times that I received a real pearl of wisdom. One of the most important was the day when the Rev. Dr. Walter Eversley summed up a point he was making with, “I am a priest. I am not a psychotherapist. It is not… Continue reading
Christmas went well. There were moments of strong feelings, but only at the very end did I start to feel so overwhelmed, that I might not be able to pull together everything that “needed” to be done. At that point I took a deep breath, made to-do lists for the last couple days before Christmas… Continue reading