Confession: Before my darling dad passed, I didn't really know how to handle death. No one close to me had died before, so I often felt clueless and helpless around grieving friends. But now that I've gone through it, my advice is: just be there. If you can, show up at the funeral. Even though I didn't want to make people feel obligated, it really meant so much to have my pals there. And if you're unable to go, send a email, card or gift. My incredibly thoughtful NYC friends sent a box of healthy snacks to NC, which moved me to tears. Finally, do a check-in during the following weeks. I've found that toughest time—and it continues to be—is the transition back to "normal" life. I'll be plugging away at work or errands when a sudden wave of sadness will hit, and that's when a funny e-mail, g-chat or note always makes me smile. Of course, everyone is different (and I'm a bit of a weird one, if you couldn't already tell), so of course let your pal's behavior be your guide. But don't hesitate to reach out, no matter how awkward or unsure you feel. It's truly the thought that counts.
PS: Doesn't my dad look like a turtle here? Love.
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