Amy Morris-Young lives in the San Juan Islands with husband Dan Morris-Young and son Nick. Dan and Amy have a combined family of six kids and eight grandkids, the youngest of whom made her a Nonna. Amy is a product of 16 years of Catholic education, culminating at Loyola Marymount University in Los Angeles. She is one of those bleeding-heart liberal Catholics. It is in her DNA to bring you lasagna when you are sick.
Book Review: I found this book and the entire grief-therapy empire that Christina Rasmussen has established to be, at the least, astonishingly ambitious in its promises, and, at the most, possibly harmful for those who are suffering grief, and thus at their most vulnerable.
In our crazy life, my husband and I have found that each time we make a plan, and dare to write it down on the calendar in ink, the logistics angels start to giggle.
The lyrics of hymns, the words of prayers I've prayed countless times, the responses we say by rote: they comfort and stir me, awe and humble me, hit me in the gut and always reduce me to tears.
While I appreciate that aging is a scary process for all of us — and my decision signifies my embracing that instead of running from it — I certainly don't think it qualifies me as either inspiring or brave.