On Grieving and the Fragility of Life
How Staying Present to Loss Makes Us More Human
Though it was the middle of the night, I could tell that our youngest son was awake, so I made my way downstairs to check in on him. When he saw me come into the room, he simply said, “You should sit down.” No parent ever wants to hear that preface a conversation.
On his way home from an errand, he witnessed a horrific accident: one driver slammed head …