Grief

I didn’t write about grief until my Mom died.

Before I knew it, I was writing through the journey. Day by day. Month by month. Year by depressing and unsettling year.

I realize that most of you come to this site for running, but I thought it might be helpful to lay out the series of pieces I’ve written about Mom so that it’s an easier journey to follow.

My Final Moment With Mom

The Theory of Julie Mancini

That’s Nice Honey

I’m Not Alright

I Call Dead People

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