My mom's death sent me into a pattern of overcommitting at work just so I could hide from the grief. Five years later, my father's death made my whole work life fall apart; I took a leave of absence.

“You just made me spit out my coffee,” my sister texted back with a laughing-crying emoji. The mental image of Lisa doing a spit take at work was a small consolation for seeing my dad in this ...

My life was immeasurably changed in December of 2018 when my mom died from a fast-moving cancer. It was the week of Christmas, so I recall the feeling of guilt that I had when I sent an email to my ...