It’s a cruel irony. A loved one’s death wreaks ultimate chaos on daily life when your coping skills feel nonexistent. One way to find strength is to practice remembering “who you have” and “what’s gone right.” A deliberate practice of this will build your faith that good stuff, the mission-critical stuff, will materialize when you truly need it.

Ever have one of those days when you want to scream at an inanimate object? Like, for instance, a bed? That was me, standing in my father-in-law’s guest bedroom. His house was under contract. He’d put it on the market with hopes of moving to a nice condo in Florida. But when a heart problem landed him suddenly in