From the Admins


“Hope springs eternal in the human breast; Man never Is, but always To be blest. The soul, uneasy, and confin’d from home,  Rests and expatiates in a life to come.” ~Alexander Pope, An Essay on Man It finally feels like spring in the Mid-Atlantic states. Truthfully, there were few days in the middle of winter when it actually felt …

During the month of March, we challenged you to take photos of grief weeds and wildflowers. I think our exact words were…. “Reminders of your loved one and your grief grow all around you.  Some of these reminders are like pretty wildflowers, bringing you closer to your loved one or providing you with a sense of …

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Wildflowers are flowers that grow in the wild. Some green-thumbed gardener doesn’t intentionally plant them; rather they sprout from the seeds of other flowers. Anyone who’s ever passed by a wildflower meadow on a perfectly warm spring evening knows that these flowers are beautiful. What is lesser known about wildflowers is that they are an important and necessary part of our …

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You may (or may not) have noticed that PhotoGrief has been on a hiatus for the month of January.  Litsa and I needed a little time to think about PhotoGrief and to discuss the future of the site. We have started many projects as an extension of What’s Your Grief, and we’re the first to admit that we sometimes jump …

Yesterday was a good day. In the morning, we stayed in our pajamas as long as possible. In the afternoon we bundled up, despite the fact that it wasn’t all that cold. And we headed out to find the most perfect Christmas tree ever. After that we returned home to spend a cozy evening listing to Bing Crosby …