Who I am.

I write about the landscape of grief, nature, and the wisdom of fools. The author of four books, my essays, poems, and reviews have been published in over 50 journals, including in the Huffington Post and Colorado Review. I’ve won the River Teeth Nonfiction Book Award, the Chautauqua and Literal Latte’s essay prizes, and my work has been nominated for four Pushcart Prizes and named a notable by Best American Essays. My account of hiking in Yosemite to deal with my wife’s death, Mountains of Light, was published by the University of Nebraska Press. http://www.markliebenow.com.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Gratitude


Feeling gratitude after a death is hard. Someone I loved is gone. A life I loved is over. I have no ambitions or dreams. I don’t care about anything or anyone, not even myself.

Even though I know that Evelyn would want me to be happy again, this does not free me up to go dancing or even to enjoy ice cream.

Gratitude is being thankful for what I have, not what I don’t.

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