Writers seek to create order out of the chaos of everyday life, and to extract meaning from both the tragic and the mundane

- Hope Edelman

Our lives are shaped as much by those who leave us as they are by those who stay. Loss is our legacy. Insight is our gift. Memory is our guide

- Hope Edelman

a mother's death also means the loss of the consistent, supportive family system that once supplied her with a secure home base, she then has to deve…

- Hope Edelman

New York City is filled with random, quirky moments like this, chance collisions that just might change your life.

- Hope Edelman

Rachel Resnick's story of love lost and love sought cracks open the timeworn addiction narrative to release something raw, probing, brave, and redemp…

- Hope Edelman

When a daughter loses a mother, the intervals between grief responses lengthen over time, but her longing never disappears. It always hovers at the e…

- Hope Edelman

I couldn't chance failing in New York yet, letting the city fail me. It was the only place I knew I belonged. If I couldn't survive there, I would ha…

- Hope Edelman

Our mothers are our most direct connection to our history and gender.

- Hope Edelman

Someone did us all a grave injustice by implying that mourning has a distinct beginning, middle, and end.

- Hope Edelman