grieving process – Trudi Young Taylor

Teething: Fractured Grief

Posted on September 20, 2017 by Trudi Young Taylor

I restarted grinding my teeth at night. Like I did after Rod died. For years until my dentist started talking to me about a bite guard. A bite guard! I had visions of pimples and acne cream and headgear out of an 80s John Hughes movie. But it wasn’t until years later that I took […]

What We Remember

Posted on March 29, 2016 by Trudi Young Taylor

I miss the Fish-Fucker. Twenty years after his death, I don’t think of him every day or even every month. But now and then, when my face is half-turned or my body settles into the space between breaths, the death pause, I hear his laughter and expect to see his large green eyes crinkling at […]