The first person I lost to death (there are many ways to lose a person) was my maternal grandpa. I was about ten and flew to Sri Lanka for the funeral with my mother….
Whenever I see a beautiful image of the night sky and the Milky Way, I remember that night in Utah with my ex, how we craned our necks up in the stillness of the…
A few years back, on a first date, one of my exes complained about his previous relationship. “She always compared me to other guys who made more money or drove better cars.”
I used to have a habit of jumping into friendships without examining if there was an actual alignment of values. I mean, until about five years back, I was barely able to articulate my…
I had my last coaching session with my longest standing client today. We worked together for three years, and I got to support him through both his parents’ deaths and a layoff, although for…
I once asked a therapist friend how one should or could grieve. “Do I just sit there and think about the loss?” I wasn’t sure if this was productive. I had learned as a…
When someone leaves a marriage, a job, or a country, an unwritten rule takes away their right to grieve. People tell them, “Hey, it was your choice to leave.” True, but the leaving only…
Have you ever been on a call with a friend and decided halfway through that you’re never having a long conversation with them again? It’s somewhat like a writer knowing where the story ends…
I once went on a date that the man insisted was a non-date. “Just a meeting,” he kept saying. A past version of me from just one year ago would have made this all…