“I don’t want a damn funeral. Just throw a party. Go to a pub. Toss my ashes in a lake (the ocean, the mountains, on a ski slope, at the cabin).”
Tag: loss
Infant Grave
by Julie Martin Hutson, In Memorium The ground gapes, but only slightly, to receive this small one It is as though the ground were a
The final word
by Marie Duquette Dear God, Remember when I prayed to you for the family who had gathered to write victim statements for the judge during
Let Your Heart Be
by Laura Martin This poem was written to those who grieve…. Who knows its places and folds, its invitations and its breaking, its memory and
Where Does It Hurt?
Tonight it hits me hard: the losses, the tsunami approaching, the preparation that is less than we need and all that we have. The Zoom
Fr. Nolan’s Funeral
Yesterday I attended the funeral of Father Joseph Nolan, a priest who served the Catholic church near me. Fr. Nolan was a good and faithful
Take Off Your Shoes 