On the anniversary of her child’s death, a mother reflects on five years of missing her daughter.
Jacqueline Dooley is a freelance writer located in New York's Mid-Hudson Valley. Her essays on parenting and grief have appeared in the Washington Pos... t, Longreads, Pulse, Folks, Modern Loss, and elsewhere. She writes about grief on Medium where she has been featured in GEN and Human Parts.
My daughter’s absence was like a wound, raw and weeping. Everything we did together reminded us of who we had lost.
I could not fathom failing at the most basic measure of good motherhood. But some things cannot be fixed.
You must forget all you thought you knew about grief when the landscape of your life has been demolished.