I can't say that my father was ready for death or that any of us was ready for him to go. But I believe that thanks to hospice care, and some miracle of timing and life force and will that I will never quite understand, my dad's death was as beautiful as a death can be.

When you lose your loved one, you must break apart and individuate again. That process can be extremely difficult if the bonding has been strong and enduring.

These were the people who shaped lives, who shaped my life. They weren't famous enough to get an obituary in the big newspapers. But they were the people who cared, who gave me moments each day that I looked forward to.

I am not sure how to get over a broken heart, for what is a broken heart but a deep swelling in your body that remains void where an unconditional accepting love once filled it?

In his struggle to make sense of his grandfather's death, Jake has laid bare many seemingly unspeakable truths -- about love, loss and life itself -- for our family to face.

Given the way our culture has responded to problems such as anxiety and difficulty sleeping, it is highly likely that we stand poised to try to eradicate grief on a mass level through medication.

QUESTION Dear Dr. Levine, My dearest best friend of 35 years died in March. She had Alzheimer's disease, so it had been several years since I was a...