Patience & Fortitude

The Forgetting

The Forgetting

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...
The Interlocking of Secrecy and Grief

The Interlocking of Secrecy and Grief

I have been listening to the excellent podcast Family Secrets, hosted by Dani Schapiro, and so many of the episodes surprisingly kick up memories for me. I say “surprisingly” because despite the fact that I admit freely that I was the secret keeper in my...

Bringing in an empty year

I am hitting the 20 year mark for my mother’s death. In the spring of 1993, she was diagnosed with fatal colon-rectal cancer. She had already been in pain and bleeding for nearly a year. She did not go seek medical help earlier because she believed we...

Sometimes we crack apart

It doesn’t matter how long ago we first started grieving, as children or adults, from a single catastrophic event or from multiple traumas, sometimes without any warning grief opens a door to feelings we locked away long ago. For me it has taken sixteen years...