Loss

Liba’s Story: Living & Healing Through Grief

By Liba Lurie | December 5, 2022

Written By Liba Lurie in The Layers Writing Workshops. Photos by Shira Lankin Sheps (1/5) “When Will She Be Home?”…

Giving it to G-d

By Sarah Pachter | September 22, 2022

“Is everything okay?” I timidly ask in the examination room. I’m anxiously waiting as the doctor performs the very first…

All The Things I Can & Cannot Remember

By Sarah Raanan | July 5, 2022

This Story Contains: Pregnancy Loss, Pregnancy Termination, Grief This essay was written and workshopped in The Layers Writing & Publishing…

Forever On A Blurry Road: Memories of A Past Relationship

By Anonymous | May 12, 2022

He drove a red Jeep Cherokee Laredo. It’s a noticeable car, and for years, I noticed them everywhere. I would…

Remembering My Baby

By Perel Hecht | April 12, 2022

“My baby died.” I bite my lip. This isn’t the place, I remind myself. This is a stranger. This is…

Giving Myself Permission to Grieve My Mother

By Anonymous | April 4, 2022

I clearly remember the morning in school when I announced, “my mommy passed away and she’s in shamayim.” The room…

Experiencing Depression After Pregnancy Loss

By Dr. Kerry Bar-Cohn | October 12, 2021

For much of my life, I didn’t understand what it meant to be depressed. I thought it meant feeling down,…

Choosing Love

By Cheryl Nayowitz | August 24, 2021

As much as I loved love and dished it out generously to others, I fed myself fear. This ingestion was…

Sixteen Years.

By Pamela Kaplan | December 3, 2020

This is the one I was dreading the most.  Every year, as I’ve counted and commemorated each yahrzeit, I realized…

Stopping to Surrender

By Anonymous | November 15, 2020

It’s so hard for me to be far away from him, not to be able to hold him through this,…

Tova’s Story: Finding My Inner Strength

By Shira Lankin Sheps | July 12, 2020

(1/6): Seeds For The Future “It all started when I was living in New Jersey. I was a teacher and…

My Black Father’s Legacy

By Yaffy Newman | June 1, 2020

I’ll never forget when I saw my father’s silhouette frozen in the rain that dark night.  “Sir. What are you…