I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you’re single among a room full of couples.

You can love someone you mistrust.

You can’t quantify love, and if you try, you can end up focusing on misleading factors. Stuff that really has more to do with personality-the fact that some people are simply more expressive or emotional...

No second chances. It’s not so much about morality, but about my inability to forgive. I am a champion grudge holder, and I don’t think I could change this about myself even if I wanted...

Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall–the blind belief in fate, the whole...

Whenever I hear of someone else’s tragedy, I do not dwell on the accident or diagnosis, or even the initial shock waves or aftermath of grief. Instead, I find myself reconstructing those final ordinary moments....