Grief
Three Generations of Elizabeths, Breast Cancer, and Self-Preservation
When your maternal grandmother dies from breast cancer, there’s this strange intersection between her health and your mother’s health and yours.
To Grieve, We Began a Book Club for Two
Our first book club discussion was a learning experience.
As Mourning Rituals Change, What Comes Next?
When my grandmother died, she didn’t want a funeral. She did have thoughts about what we should do with her ashes.
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Dying in America, or How to Become Completely Invisible
There is no guidebook or set of rules for us to follow; there is no concrete “American” etiquette around death.
I Want My Mommy and I’m Glad She’s Not Alive for Covid-19
I wish I could talk to my mom about the irony that, forty years later, shelves are being ransacked and we are standing in lines to buy bread.
All That Is Lost and All That Is Remembered
Naz Riahi reflects on how the violent death of her father when she was a young girl impacted the rest of her life
All That I Can’t Carry
The life of my Lolo and my family in the Philippines is a deep reminder that people live full lives there and places like it, across the globe.
My Father Lives in Me: On the Lion King, Grief, and Resemblance
“My father, was alive, in me—in my reflection, in my voice, in my posture.”
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You Were Never Home for Long
On Friday, April 22, 2016, three months after my brother’s third release from S. Wilder Youth Development Center, he was rushed to the ER after being shot in the heart.
Ghosts Scattered Among the Stars and My Father’s Ashes in the Ganga
On space debris and a father’s remains.
