Martha told me that she didn't want people to be sad at her funeral. She wanted them to be happy. I told her that there was no way her friends and family could not be sad. That even though they would know where she was going, they would be sad because they would no longer get to see her sweet smile.
Editor's note: Content in this post may be upsetting for some readers. I was the first one to find the body. I had just walked through an open slid...
This Halloween, I hope Bettie felt beautiful and ugly, innocent and evil, powerful and mortal. I hope that, for one day, she felt undefinable -- and that somehow brought her closer to peacefully walking through this weird world.
We all want to matter in this life. Some might call it a need for validation. Not everyone is going to make a huge impact, like the Pope or President. Not all of us will become world known like Oprah. But for me, Mary Louise Gillis certainly left her mark.
Bias means limitation. It means finitude. It means non-omnipresence: that this is only happening here, not anywhere else; only going in this direction, not any other direction; only serving this use, not any other use.
It's one of those difficult and powerful conversations, the kind that set us free to live fuller, love bigger and fear less. What do you want upon your passing? How does contemplating your death inform your life? What would you say or do today if you knew you would not be here tomorrow?
Tomboy is an awkward rose with red flesh. Tomboy is American summer. She hangs on beehives with callused honeycomb hands. Hive child running wayward and somnolent away from apiary adulthood
Death is an uncomfortable topic for most people. When we hear of someone's passing, we don't always know what to say to grieving friends and family. W...
After reading my essay written this past winter entitled ...
Ever since the huge literary success of "Tuesdays with Morrie," Mitch Albom has been trying to reach the same level of storytelling magic.
There is hardly anything more grounding than arranging a funeral for someone we love. It is a keen reminder of how personal, historic and universal fa...
Supporting a family who has a child with a serious illness is not a one-size-fits-all type of situation. We all cope with these challenges differently, says Jenny, so it's important to take cues from the family on how they would like people to help and be involved.
We Americans rarely think about death. We like to watch it on a big screen well enough, but in real life, we just don't do death. Perhaps we should. Perspective is precious. The greatest gift of the shadow of death is the challenge to really live life. With full consciousness. And conscience.
Perhaps the most vivid aspect of Julianna's story is not that this is a 5-year-old who wants to go to heaven. No, what really struck me as most impressive about her story -- and most unique -- is that she has a team of physicians and family members who are helping her to make the right decision.
Our family home was for sale. The proud Victorian house with its gingerbread and fancy, eye-shaped windows was built high up on the mountainside and looked down over the mining town in the valley below. As I drove up the gravel road, I knew that this was to be my last visit.
To those that refuse to decorate or take your kids trick-or-treating, I beg you as a veteran of all the different church-sponsored Halloween alternatives, loosen up; enjoy yourself; see Halloween as a way to dress up, have fun, and eat candy.