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One week until Thanksgiving and if you are a grieving person, you may be dreading holiday season. From now until the clock strikes...

A rainy Friday afternoon was the perfect backdrop for Netflix and a cup of earl grey tea. My movie of choice, Wind River, was about a...

The oak casket was surrounded by flowers of yellow, gold, red and orange. Enormous copper-colored mums took up floor space and autumn...

The photo sat on the bedside table for years. She dusted the frame, fondly remembering the day it was taken. The innocent young girl, so...

As a funeral director I was often asked how I could do my job; being around death and grief and sadness every single day. How did I do...

I arrived at the nursing home; completed the appropriate documents at the nurse’s station. “Have a seat in the foyer and I’ll let the...

The hush filled the room. It wasn’t the normal quiet, void of distracting noises. This was the silence that demanded respect. This was...