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

If the condition of grief is nearly universal, its transactions are exquisitely personal.

Be patient with yourself. Don't make the loss harder by thinking you should be a certain way, or have bounced back, etc.

While I did a lot of research, I ended up feeling that the best way to write about grief was to describe it from the inside out - the show the strange intensities that come along with it, the peculiar thoughts, the longing for that past - all the strange moments of thinking you glimpse the dead person on the street, or in your dreams.

My mother never liked Mother's Day. She thought it was a fake holiday dreamed up by Hallmark to commodify deep sentiments that couldn't be expressed with a card.

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

Our minds are mysterious; our conscious brain is like a ship on a sea that is obscure to us.