#grief

#grief

Standing in the West Oakland warehouse, you wouldn't have suspected that anything sacred was under construction. Stacks of wide, black wooden panels stand spaced out across the concrete floor. An ear-splitting drill whines from an adjacent lot. A crane stands off to the side, and a whiteboard leans against the wall, with a reminder scrawled in dry-erase marker: "THE TEMPLE BURNS IN 35 DAYS."

My husband and I had two sons, Seth and Jason, who were best buddies. Seth passed away a year and a half ago, which has been really hard on us all, but especially on Jason. He's now 17 and in high school. He's doing OK, but he is still sort of listless and keeps to himself a lot. My sister's son, Matt, was the same age as Seth. She suggested he come stay with us on school breaks as company and a role model

The story of this little boy that is trying to come to grips with the loss of his parents, and is trying to find his place in the world.

"At 10:28 am on August 17th my gorgeous, hilarious, outspoken, warrior queen Mother - Gina Michelle DeBose - passed away due to complications with stage 3 ovarian cancer. I couldn't be more proud of her and how she fought this insidious disease over the past 3 years."

David faced his health challenges with a stoicism that belied his struggles, always focusing on his love for cinema while offering mentorship to many young enthusiasts.

Nikita Solonichenko, 17, was killed in a Russian ballistic missile attack, leaving his mother, Snizhana, and girlfriend, Anna Stepanova, grieving profoundly. Anna has since moved in with Snizhana.

Heartworm's heroine Sam navigates her grief-driven journey by seeking a portal to the afterlife, confronting grotesque memories, and battling manifestations of her pain.

I have all of Ian's journals. And when I'm kind of in a meditative space of connecting with him, I'll sometimes read. I savor the moments because I don't want to ever finish reading his journals.

The tech industry can be easy to hate—the erratic CEOs, the biased algorithms, the environmental damage. But beneath all of that is a gigantic, diverse workforce of people who found themselves working in the field.

Jack Osbourne expressed his heavy heart and gratitude in his written tribute after the passing of his father, Ozzy, who died on July 22nd.

"Without him here, I feel emptiness. When I went and first saw his body, I had a mini stroke. After that, I've been lost ever since."

Secrets, much like the one you're considering, tend to emerge eventually, possibly leading to unnecessary embarrassment for both you and your daughter. Consider your choices carefully before committing to a scenario that could complicate your lives.

I've sat down to write this a hundred times and still don't know if the words will ever feel like enough... but from the bottom of my heart, thank you. The love, support, and beautiful messages I've received from so many of you have truly helped carry me through the hardest moment of my life.

They accused me of stealing spare parts. They have no proof. But they want to make me the scapegoat. He begged. Pleaded. But they fired him anyway.

Everything was golden in the weeks after my son died. Glimmering threads of light spooled through my kitchen window and illuminated the most mundane objects, making them look sacred.

The mystery of how Esther died is never solved... we learn she had been intoxicated and wobbly on her feet when last seen at a bar.

"I've had a long life and I've met a lot of people but I never knew anybody like her," Pestonji said. Shahnaz, 71, was fatally stabbed in a North York parking lot on Thursday in what police say was an unprovoked attack.

I have not picked all the best photos, nor the best videos, because I cannot bear to go through my camera roll yet. I deeply apologise to any of her friends who are finding out this way or through the press, but I cannot go through her phone. I am paralysed.

KT Nelson's new work, 'Nothing is Going to Make Sense', reflects her journey through grief after the sudden loss of her husband, Doug Winter.

Loss has many faces. Some endure long journeys through illness, others face the shock of an instant tragedy, and some grieve companions with paws instead of words. The route may differ, but the destination-the ache of absence-is universally understood.

Grief does not respect titles, postcodes or calendars. I have learned, in council chambers and grocery aisles alike, that every person carries an invisible backpack of worries.

Brent bought a used Jon boat to escape the confinement of lockdowns - to find a sense of peace in nature. He drowned shortly after.

"Many grieving people feel a desire to get away for a while, whether to escape the crushing pressure of 'getting back to normal' that society often puts on grievers, the loneliness of a house without a loved one, or to help themselves feel less stuck."