Abigail Carter: the Alchemy of Loss: A Young Widow’s Transformation

Missing the moment with my iPhone The bird found himself in my room despite no doors or windows being open anywhere in the house. He flapped around the far window trying desperately to find his way out. I whispered to him. “It’s OK. Stay calm,” as I moved slowly toward...

A shorter version of this piece ran on September 1st, 2011 in The NY Daily News. This same long version also ran in Hello Grief and Mindbodyspiritodyssey.com Arron, Carter and my grandfather on the new dock, Ste. Lucie, August 2001 On that sunny September morning as I was stuffing our daughter...

I guess I should be leaping around singing the song, but to be honest Osama bin Laden’s death is a bit of a non-event for me. Liv called me to her room last night during a potluck I was having with a couple of friends. “Osama bin Laden is dead!...

Richard's Rwanda girls meet FAWE girls Yesterday was the 17th anniversary of the beginning of the Genocide in Rwanda. Olivia has been involved in Richard’s Rwanda IMPUHWE since she was 11 years old and last summer visited Rwanda to meet the girls that they have been helping, an incredibly powerful...

I’m trying not to dwell on the fact that a 9-year old girl, born on 9/11/01 was shot down in cold blood this weekend. I hadn’t, until now ever thought of babies born on 9/11/01, moments of happiness on such a mournful day. I know I’m not the only...

Arron and I, likely around 89 or 90 Never Forget. That is the ubiquitous 9/11 statement is it not? And as always it perplexes me. This year in particular, with all the media attention about the Mosque in Manhattan and the burning of the Koran in Florida, how can we...

I’m likely to get myself into trouble in the form of nasty emails with this post, but it seems important to respond to the Mosque at Ground Zero furor. I suppose I should not be surprised that the media has bit down on this one, and politicians are using...