Dad was a fan of Hostess orange cupcakes. Now they are “dad cupcakes,” and finding them at any gas station or bodega is an immediate comfort to me. Though I’m eating fewer now than when he passed, they always do the trick. — Sarah Luciano, Highland, N.Y. ⬥ My beloved grandmother was a very loud sneezer. Whenever I sneeze, I’m happy when it’s loud, because I’m reminded of her. — Terri Foland, Half Moon Bay, Calif. ⬥ I lost my sister last year. After dinner, I spend a couple of minutes telling her how my day was, good and bad. I make sure to throw some shade her way, too, you know, for exiting too soon. — Cecilia Kammer, Houston ⬥ My wife used to cut up three prunes for her oatmeal every morning. I use the same small knife on the same small chopping block and cut each prune into three pieces just as she did. — Suzi Wizowaty, Shelburne, Vt. ⬥ When my grandmother was alive, she’d ask me to go fishing with her. I was never able to, but when she passed, I asked for her fishing pole. I hung it over a window as a reminder to never put off spending time with someone I love. — Laura Butler, Charlotte, N.C.
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Saturday, July 18, 2026
How Do People Handle Grief?
From the NY Times, readers give their experiences with grief. Some of their thoughts:
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