Tag Archives: love after loss

There is something about a cardinal that makes you stop. Maybe it is the brilliant flash of red against an otherwise ordinary day. Maybe it is the way they seem to appear at exactly the right moment. Or maybe it is because, for so many people who are grieving someone...

There are days we prepare for, and then there are days that arrive carrying the weight of everything we are about to lose. The day I said goodbye to my father was both. I had imagined it in a thousand different ways—how it would feel to walk into that church,...

There are moments in life that feel big while they are happening — weddings, first kisses, babies being born. And then there are moments that only reveal their true weight years later. My father–daughter dance lives in both places. That autumn evening in Buenos Aires, under soft lights and a...