It was 1994 and I was three-years-old. My parents had decided that it was time for them to not be together anymore. Of course, at such a tender age, I didn’t understand what sort of immense weight the word ‘divorce’ would carry.
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This blog is capturing the answers of people around the world to one simple question: For what or for whom do you grieve? (To submit your answer, click on that question in the upper left header.)
My name is Patti Digh. I am a writer. My most recent books include "Life is a Verb," "Creative is a Verb," "Four Word Self Help" and "What I Wish for You."
I’m currently writing a book called “The Geography of Loss.” It’s about navigating our way into loss and grief, exploring the geography of the lands we find there, sometimes setting up camp for a while, and then emerging into new lands. It is about creating our own atlas of experience.
