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-7 posts tagged "grief"
Observer Editorial Board | Friday, January 31, 2020
We write this editorial with heavy hearts. Last week, we lost a member of the Notre Dame family. We are grieving with our community at this difficult time, and in particular extend our condolences to the Jerry family, Annrose’s friends, the Breen-Phillips Hall community and the Folk Choir. But know when tragedy strikes, the tri-campus
Blake Ziegler | Wednesday, December 4, 2019
On Monday, I recited the Mourner’s Kaddish, a Jewish prayer in memory of the dead. Exactly one year ago, I recited the same prayer after I had a lost a loved one that I held dear to my heart. For personal reasons, I will not delve too far, but I should note that this woman’s
Caroline Lezny | Wednesday, September 18, 2019
“I sometimes worry I’d be less of a feminist if I had bigger tits,” Fleabag says in the midst of a silent Quaker meeting. This scene provides the opening of the fourth episode of the show’s most recent season. As shocking as her comment is, Fleabag’s inappropriate outburst is perfectly characteristic of the lascivious humor
Gary Caruso | Thursday, December 6, 2018
In this loveliest of seasons when our hearts and homes have traditionally been filled with peace, joy and happiness, the last 10-day span has become a time of loss for me. It began with the recent passing of my 14-year-old (101 in dog years) German Shepherd named Peso. Then our 41st President George H.W. Bush
Show Some Skin | Tuesday, May 1, 2018
To the man who killed my brother, I hope it hurts you. More than it hurts me. I hope it eats away at who you are on the inside. In time, I pray I get to see your face. I pray you don’t have the courage to look away. I am his youngest sibling and
Gary Caruso | Friday, November 20, 2015
Two weeks ago, my brother-in-law — Notre Dame Class of 1981 and former St. Edward’s Hall resident — passed following his 19-month battle against cancer. Originating in his colon, the cancer crept to his liver, leaped into his lungs and seeped to his spine. His final days had been ones of excruciating pain before his
Letter to the Editor | Friday, November 13, 2015
Last night, I cried for hours. I blamed myself for not picking up the phone and calling you For not texting you a corny joke For not saying a proper goodbye Last night, I cried for hours. This morning, I called you on the phone for the first time in a while, just to hear