It's all too easy when talking about female gymnasts to fall into the trap of infantilizing them, spending more time worrying more about female vulnerability than we do celebrating female strength.

It's a blessing not to be alone in your grief but it's also painful to see your parents and siblings in pain.

Faith does help mourners survive their loss, some studies suggest; but I imagine one still struggles.

When my mother was sick, I found myself needing to put down in my journals all sorts of things - to try to understand them, and, I think, to try to remember them.

One of the things about grief is that it can bring a deeper perspective into your life; in the end, it has, for me, though it's also brought sorrow.

What had happened still seemed implausible. A person was present your entire life, and then one day she disappeared and never came back. It resisted belief.

Many Americans don't mourn in public anymore - we don't wear black, we don't beat our chests and wail.