Books about illness, about widowhood, about grief. Conversations with strangers over dessert at death cafés. A crystal bowl-accompanied simulation of my own death. Images of felted wool caskets and mushroom shrouds. The forest of a green burial park. A call through a wind phone.
If there’s a door that says Death on it, I can’t turn the knob fast enough. What do I hope to find inside? Richard.
I reach for his hand in the dark.
Zuleikha Erbeldinger-Bjork has a collage of professional interests including: writing, graphic design, and home organizing. When not engaged in professional pursuits, she enjoys: actively participating in the second-hand economy; practicing restorative yoga; talking with her young adult daughters over a meal; gluten-free baking with her husband; learning German; and reading memoirs in the company of her indoor companions—two dogs; and gardening with her outdoor companions—four chickens. She is currently working on a memoir with the intention of bringing death into everyday conversation. She lives with her family in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
