Grief Digest Articles

Another nurse appeared in the doorway. “You can go in now and see his body.”I turned my head straight to my minister. His intense dark eyes, framed by his silver glasses, met me with a wide, open expression, as though we were on stage, and he was waiting for me to say my next line. We marched together, past the curtains and glass cubicles, each step taking us closer to the room.Spenser lay in a pristine white hospital bed, with the top half slightly inclined. The soft blue turquoise of the w …

My husband and I were devastated when we lost our twenty-four year old son,Kevin, from a tragic accident in 2010. In the years following his death, as wegrieved, we were blessed to receive many signs from him. I firmly believe thatKevin sent these signs to let us know he is happy on the other side as well as tohelp us heal.Afterlife signs in the form of butterflies are one of the most frequently reportedtypes of visits. Perhaps the reason for this is because of their symbolicsignificance. The bu …

The Uncharted Journey of Child LossOn January 4, 1997 Carolyn and I lost our 17-year-old son, Andy, in a car accident. Two weeks later, one of the first suggestions taken from a child-loss bereavement group was that I journal my thoughts and feelings as a way to deal with my grief, thus capturing both behaviors and thinking as they were happening, effectively cutting through the fog of memory loss caused by Andy’s death. I have consistently journaled my thoughts ever since Andy’s loss, together …

Matt, I swear if one more person tells me that “I know just how you feel” or “God needed another angel” or that your death was “meant to be,” I won’t be responsible for my bad behavior.Letters for Grace: One Mother’s JourneyWe’ve all been there: stunned by one of life’s seemingly unfair and unpredictable twists and turns . . . in that place where we simply have no words – to comfort, to understand, to heal, or to just make it all go away. Those are the times I’ve discovered I need to take a deep …

When someone dies, do we really ever say “goodbye?” You hear it all the time: They said their final goodbyes. Come up to the casket, Honey, and say goodbye to Grandpa. People attended the funeral, paid their final respect, and said goodbye to a good friend.What does “goodbye” really mean? Do we actually mean, “I will never see you again?” or does it mean, “I am now removing this person from my life” or perhaps, “So long for now until I see you again”? For some people it may mean saying good-bye …