Grief Digest Articles

I remembered that long ago she had asked that I scatter her ashes in Mississippi when shearrived at my apartment in Georgia by Fed Ex in a heavy, warm box marked CREMAINS.“Sign here,” the guy says as he plops the receipt on top of the box. Obediently, I scribble myname. He puts the large box into both my outstretched arms and leaves. My sister and I arealone. Memories of earlier visits flood my mind.”Bill, Linda just arrived by FedEx and she’s on my hall closet floor. Can she stay inyour basemen …

By Jackie WatersGrieving is a deeply personal journey, often accompanied by a mix of emotions that can be overwhelming. Amidst the turmoil, setting healthy goals can provide direction and hope. By focusing on structured steps toward healing, you can navigate through your grief with a sense of purpose and intention. In this article, courtesy of Centering and Grief Digest Magazine, we’ll go over some strategies to help you create healthy goals and take steps toward healing.Reevaluate Your C …

By Mary Ellen Miller PhD, RN, APHN-BCThe early weeks of May continue to be bittersweet for me. During this time, Mother’s Day is celebrated. For me, this time frame brings both joy and sadness. My joy comes from sharing Mother’s Day, or the time leading up to this, with my husband, daughters and granddaughter. My sadness comes from my heavy heart because I lost an infant child, had a pregnancy loss, lost a desired grandchild and the loss of my mom. Four decades ago, our firstborn daughter d …

Silent Suffering By Linda Donart YoungOn the inside, I’ve wanted to write this for years. On the outside I continue to smile and ignore the knot inside of me screaming “you must tell.” The knot continues to scream, this story must be heard! The knot continues to ask me why am I “uncomfortable” sharing? Do I think I’m the only one suffering in silence? Why is the topic of becoming a young widow taboo? Yesterday the knot won.I’ve shared being raised in a small community. My life lessons ca …

Dealing with grief while learning a new way to love.By: Whitney SirekI was 26 years old when my mom died in 2019. I never imagined living a life without her, she would warn me of this day. Often saying things like “One day I won’t be here”, and “You’ll miss me when I'm gone”. I never felt what she meant until the day I lost her. The world around me turned from vivid and bright to dull and slow.My mother’s name was Lois she had me at the age of 42. She was an old-school Italian American …