One of my classmates/colleagues in the PhD program died this week. It seems she took her life. She was a very loving person, and one of my first friends in grad school. She was a guest at my Thanksgiving table for a couple of years, and once or twice she came to lay out at the pool with me. She struggled with a lot of personal challenges, but she kept trying to find happiness and peace. Grad school can be a shattering experience for even the most grounded, emotionally sanguine people. I have seen it, and I have been through Read more