Dec 14, 2018
6 min read
Why ‘Grieve’ Is the Word of the Year
Grief never ends because love never ends
The last few years, I’ve become a commuter, though I suppose I always was in some attenuated way. My current commute ranges widely. Sometimes, it is just the 25 minutes it takes me to drive from my apartment in Vermont to my classroom in New Hampshire and back again. As my husband still works in New York, sometimes it is the five…
