Personal Reflections
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When Social Work Humor Gets Dark
The other day, while training a new hire, I cracked a joke. Nothing outrageous- at least not by seasoned social work standards- but when I looked up, I was met with a pair of wide eyes. That look snapped me back for a moment. I found myself blurting out something along the lines of, “I
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Sorting Through Boxes and Memories: Moving as a Metaphor for Hospice
I’m in the middle of moving right now. Which means I’m surrounded by boxes, stacks of “keep” and “donate”, and way too many moments of wondering, “why on earth did I hold onto this?” It’s exhausting work- lifting, sorting, making decisions about what still holds value and what it’s time to let go of. But,
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Where Grief & Joy Coexist
Have you ever noticed how grief and joy always seem to linger near each other? The movie Inside Out portrays this so well- Joy and Sadness spend much of the story tugging in opposite directions, but by the end, they realize they’re never really separate. Our most meaningful memories usually carry both- the joy of