I wrote an essay that appeared in issue #56 of Creative Nonfiction. It’s about the grief memoirs I read after my dad died five years ago.
Here’s an excerpt:
In the months after he died, I came to envy people who, in the face of hardship, found peace reciting Hail Marys, Kaddishes and mantras. I wished for a string of words, no matter the origin, that might help me make sense of a world without my father in it.
It was literature—not liturgy—that had always brought me comfort, so I searched for my own peace prayer in books.
You can order a copy of issue #56 for $10, or you can read the essay courtesy of this lovely PDF.