Memorial Days

Finding solace from grief in life's small, perfect moments

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Editor's Note: On Saturday, January 29, Gil Schamess died at his home at the age of 34, just six months after learning he had metastatic liver cancer. Before his death, Gil & Lisa wrote a column for Beliefnet about their struggle to live with his illness. Now, in this solo column, Lisa explores her new life with their daughter, Mona.

At summer's American beginning, I went to Northampton, Massachusetts, to be with Steffi and Gerry, Gil's parents. They have adopted me in no uncertain terms: They need a second child, and I need second parents. Since my mother and father died in 1992 and 1997, and my sister and brother live in Texas, I've found it a blessing to have this old house nearby to come home to some weekends, a room of my own and the familiar routine of family. In a sense, the Schamesses have adopted Mona too, lending more than a hand all these months, buying nearly all her clothes so far, feeding her and changing her and keeping her overnight sometimes, shepherding her to museums and parks while Gil and I made the rounds of the healers and hospitals.

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Lisa Schamess
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