Tag Archives: grief

When he doesn’t turn to you

Posted on March 8, 2026 by Kay Pelham

Below is my transcript from close to the end of the Literary Life Podcast episode with Michael Drout, discussing his new book The Tower and the Ruin. I was so moved by these words from Dr. Drout that I had … Continue reading →

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Carrying Aunt Karen Out

Posted on July 8, 2024 by Kay Pelham

She helped bring him into the world. I thought it appropriate that he should help carry her out. It is true. I wish I had pictures of my childless sister Karen as she stayed in the delivery room with me, … Continue reading →

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And Grace Will Lead Us Home

Posted on February 25, 2023 by Kay Pelham

On Thursday I watched the funeral for my friend Lynn Bruce, and today I watched her graveside service. On this day 17 years ago, also a Saturday, we had the graveside service and burial of our daughter Virginia Grace, who … Continue reading →

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Remembrance and Liturgy ….and (Surprise!) Refinement

Posted on February 5, 2023 by Kay Pelham

Every year I remember our daughter Virginia Grace Pelham (February 3 ~ 24, 2006) on her birthday through social media posts and sometimes a blog post here, and most every year I think that it should be the last time … Continue reading →

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On the 16th Anniversary of our Daughter’s Birth: Grace meet Wendi, Wendi meet Grace

Posted on February 3, 2022 by Kay Pelham

This post is sort of what I planned for this day of remembering Virginia Grace Pelham (February 3, 2006 ~ February 24, 2006), but with the death yesterday, February 1, of my friend Wendi Capehart, who was already a part … Continue reading →

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Parents Aren’t Supposed to Bury Their Children

Posted on February 25, 2021 by Kay Pelham

We buried our daughter on this day 15 years ago, the day after she had breathed her last in my mother’s arms. The funeral home hosted a visitation for family and friends, and then we all drove to the cemetery … Continue reading →

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On the Fifteenth Anniversary of Our Daughter’s Birth

Posted on February 3, 2021 by Kay Pelham

Our daughter, Virginia Grace Pelham, was born February 3, 2006 and passed from this life three weeks later, almost to the very hour of her birth, on February 24, 2006. I’ve often written on social media and on this blog … Continue reading →

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Get Out 2020

Posted on March 8, 2020 by Kay Pelham

Oh, my people, I have so much to be writing about. As always. It is overwhelming. Thinking and wondering and making connections, or trying to, all the time. It is tiring, actually. My son and I are reading so many … Continue reading →

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A new thought

Posted on June 8, 2011 by Kay Pelham

For many years I would wander by the baby department and think how cute and soft everything looked and wouldn’t it be wonderful to have a baby to dress and wrap in all that cute and soft stuff. Then we … Continue reading →

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A poem of true things

Posted on March 11, 2011 by Kay Pelham

What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow: What are brief? to-day and to-morrow: What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth: What are deep? the ocean and truth. ~untitled poem by Christina Rossetti

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