"Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim." – Vicki Harrison
I’m a member of a fraternity no man ever wants to join. Membership lasts a lifetime, and although there are no dues, the cost to enter comes at the heaviest emotional price.

Eli Zaret lost his daughter, Alison, to suicide in 2018. He began a journal to chart his emotional recovery and the growth he experienced along the way. Writing helped him purge his grief as well as to develop a new outlook on his life. The italic portions in various entries indicate his journal entries. The non-italic portions are his later reflections.