Tag: mourning

Mourning my father, the alcoholic stranger

Mourning my father, the alcoholic stranger
I’ve started a list of things I know about my father: creative, construction worker, DJ, acted in local theater before I was born. My father had blue eyes which in some pictures appear to be the same shade as mine and in other pictures appear to be much lighter. He was tall, somewhere between 6’... Read more »

Backyard funeral: The story of a boy, his hamster and one family's backyard burial.

No, Brooks, your hamster is not hibernating. My husband knew the situation was not good the second he heard our youngest, Brooks, call down from his bedroom, “Dada, I think Rascal is hibernating.” Without hesitation and without me there to solve the crisis, my husband bolted up the stairs to Brooks’s bedroom. Brooks sat in... Read more »