by KimBoo York | Feb 26, 2024 | Grief
I don’t remember much about the time I spent living under my father’s desk. I have snatches of memory, here and there: crawling under it; getting out from under it to feed the dogs and myself; deciding that taking a pillow under there with me was allowed (giving...
by KimBoo York | Feb 19, 2024 | Grief, Grieving Futures
I am slowly posting the entirety of Grieving Futures: Surviving the Deaths of My Parents, here on Patience & Fortitude for free. You can still buy the book if you would like (doing so helps support my writing!). I am doing this to make it as available as possible...
by KimBoo York | Feb 15, 2024 | Grief
How am I supposed to feel about not recognizing my mother’s name? I don’t know. It was so shocking to hear it that I originally thought, Somebody has my last name? Hmm, that name is familiar…is there another York family in this congregation? Then I...
by KimBoo York | May 23, 2017 | Atheism, Grief
I am a librarian, and so I read a lot about libraries, books, literacy, and the Internet. Ironically, I do most of this reading on the Internet via blog posts, forums/groups, industry news outlets, and, yes, mainstream media. Even more ironically, such news is often...
by KimBoo York | Jul 20, 2015 | Grief, Mourning, Reflections
I had to call the landlord today about a possible water leak at the apartment. This simple act threw me into a long, dreary and painful panic attack. It is the absolute worst to be sitting on the bus, going to work, trying to count your breaths and not keel over like...
by KimBoo York | Feb 23, 2015 | Grief, Reflections
I’m here to talk about Dr. Who. That might seem an odd segue for a blog about atheist grief, but last night when I was chatting with a friend, both subjects came up and I was spellbound. Why? Because in the end, both Dr. Who and grief are about personal...
