Knowing another human being is like looking through a microscope. What is placed directly under the lens defines our field of view and thus our understanding.
Today, in the midst of more snow and cold, away from the lesbian community I knew in Eugene, Ore., long gone from the radical dyke community of San Francisco, [...]
Posts Tagged ‘grief’
There is a balm in Gilead
Posted in butch, culture, gender, geography, queer, violence, tagged AIDS, Annie Dillard, drug abuse, ftm, grief, loss, suicide on March 6, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The Face of a Killer
Posted in family, media, violence, tagged grief, media, serial murder, trauma on February 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
One morning nearly 20 years ago while sipping my morning coffee, I opened my newspaper to a photo of the man who had driven a knife into the heart of my family. I say this not as metaphor nor am I exaggerating for effect: He stabbed my cousin 23 times in the chest, heart included.
I [...]
28 years ago today
Posted in queer, relationships, violence, tagged AIDS, grief, suicide on February 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Shock, denial, anger, bargaining, acceptance.
The stages of grief.
Like it or not, you are going to go through them. Ignore or avoid a step and it will come to visit you like the ghost of Christmas past. Haunting your waking and sleeping.
But what about when the reasons to grieve come in rapid succession? What of the [...]
