Tag: grief

In the month leading to my father’s passing, there was nothing but love between us. However, it wasn’t always like that.  Our relationship was quite poor in the years preceding his tragic decline. I even refused to...
I had warned myself to not watch the election results, but on Nov. 8, I did the opposite. It would be the end of the verbal debauchery and ruthless attacks that had exposed the deep divide...

The Art Of Grieving

March 31, 2011 was just an ordinary school day for me, until I received the news that my father Joseph Ciccarone had a stroke. I...