The fog of grief …
I am sitting at my desk trying to sort the mounds of paper that accumulated in the two years I have been helping my mother. The fog of grief prevents…
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Mom, Tell Bryan I Love Him
It was sudden in the sense she was home, had been talking to us pretty well, and didn't seem in any worse condition that the day before. I can look…
Read MoreSuicide is [not] painless.
[caption id="attachment_244" align="aligncenter" width="150"] Bryan D ConfereMay 1, 1989 - March 7, 2012[/caption] My second son, and last of my children, was born May 1, 1989. He weighted 1…
Read MoreA Woman Called Job?
What is it that allows some people to move on, following a traumatic event, while others just shut down? How can two people witness the same tragedy and have two completely different…
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