Death and Dying
47 Articles & Excerpts
My Son
 Raising Cole : Developing Life's Greatest Relationship, Embracing Life's Greatest Tragedy: A Father's Story
by Marc Pittman, Mark Wangrin
Marc Pittman was raised rough. He was a builder by trade; he got in bar fights; he wrestled bears. But that didn't stop him from becoming the kind of father he had always wanted. People said he was lucky, but Marc Pittman knew the truth: he worked hard
The Stories of Love are Stronger than Death
by Nan Zastrow
If you are bereaved, gather your stories. Find opportunities to open your heart and let the memories pour out. Allow others into your lives to explore the forests and find the remnants of a beautiful life that once was. Chuckle over the good times.
Rocky & Helen, Part 1
 Seriously
by Lucia Nevai
The local insurance agency was housed in a former ice cream stand at the edge of Highway 6 south of the hamlet of Dustin, New York. All four glass sides as well as the roof were angled slightly-intentionally, though the angles chosen looked dumb
Denial, Part 1
 Good Grief
by Lolly Winston
A brilliantly funny and heartwarming debut about a young woman who stumbles,then fights to build a new life after the death of her husband.Lolly Winston has written an astonishing first novel. In Good Grief she takes a sad situation and artfully finds the
You Can't Sing If You're Dead
by Jan Tincher
I am dedicated to showing people how to live their lives successfully. However, I felt that death should be dealt with, too. We have an opportunity to make one last contribution. Let's make sure we make it our best. Are you going to die . . . soon?
The power of thought – a curse or a cure?
by Peta Heskell
How powerful is thought and the way we transmit it to others? If, as Dossey meticulously documents, we can influence others with our words and prayers, what lesson is here for the healing professions? Dossey is a medical doctor. Most of his experience is
The Urgency of Living
by Leslie Karen Lobell, M.A.
I was just starting to get to know Ivy. We had several mutual friends, and we had been out with them, en masse, a couple times for dinner. Ivy and I seemed to take an instant liking to one another. We whispered and laughed, becoming engrossed in our own c
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