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This Life After Loss

This Life After Loss

Postcard from a burial ground

The best blog comment yet arrived not by digital delivery, but by international post:

“I know your voice will help others trying to make sense of their loss,” wrote a far-flung friend.

Thank you! May it be so.

Author MatteaPosted on February 29, 2016June 12, 2018Categories Recovering from loss, WritingTags friends, grief, helping others recover from loss, loss, postcard, this life after loss

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  • The hotel gave you slippers
  • Let’s go to college
  • The voice is a liar
  • High in the Himalayas
  • Time Lapse: Your Relationship With Your Mother
  • Found in Cuba: the American Dream
  • The two-part art of cleaning the toilet
  • This is grief
  • The mildew-scented letters
  • Seven days in Mississippi
  • Killing someone else’s beloved
  • Postcard from a burial ground
  • Clearing
  • A lake in Maine; Syria; and how to care for each other
  • Untitled
  • Some who wander are lost
  • Success-o-meter
  • He could be a benevolent presence always
  • Holiday
  • The point is connection
  • It finally happened (or, Writing your way to happiness)
  • Pleasant buzzing white space
  • It wasn’t supposed to be like this!
  • In the basement room
  • The year of trying really really hard to take myself less seriously
  • That ugly shirt
  • Some words on rejection for writers and other human beings
  • Talking about writing about loss
  • Conferencing
  • Dad teaches me to drive. What could go wrong?
  • Something breaks through the grey
  • Letter from Spain
  • Salon: Curing the fear of death by ‘tripping out’
  • Why do you rush?
  • Nicely played, friend
  • How to worry about money
  • Ick, gross, let’s not talk about depression
  • Grandpa took his pants
  • The multi-dimensional vacuum that sucked up my life
  • The Year of Taking Myself Less Seriously
  • The super great thing I wanted to give you, and why you’re getting this crap instead
  • Cold December
  • The Christmas ham
  • The Great Party of 2004
  • All quiet
  • Hello Thanksgiving
  • Family dinner
  • Modern Loss: Closing my eyes, seeing my father
  • The erotica museum
  • Eviction and forgiveness
  • A coma and delinquency (and losing a sister)
  • Escape to Central America
  • Automobiles
  • Found
  • His closet was empty now
  • We can talk about it now, and that’s a good thing
  • Dad would approve, Kenya edition
  • Things were the same except substantially different
  • See, good things do happen
  • That sterile hospital smell
  • Anticipate every need
  • Maybe it’s my inherently petty character
  • It takes you by surprise
  • And so begins This Life After Loss

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