Deborah Edgar

It was just this past month, 24 months following Jon’s death, that I was able to to sit and read the hundreds of cards and letters I...

I’ve experienced a great deal of heartache throughout my life including physical, emotional and sexual abuse, two divorces, the tragic...

It's 5:00 am. Eyes wide open, and there's no turning back. Pulling the covers over my head for another 30 minutes of restlessness sounds...

I spent Easter in my pajamas. That doesn't mean I didn't celebrate the meaning. One of the many paradoxes of grief is the gift of...