Grief Digest Articles

I first met Matt and Dylan at a summer soccer camp when I was in 3rd grade many years ago. My family had just moved to this new town, and I knew nobody. My shy demeanor and sheepish personality certainly weren’t helping me in the friends’ category either. During that first summer, I attended a soccer camp where I met Dylan and Matt. We instantly became best friends. There was no defining moment, it just happened. We aptly named ourselves, The Three Musketeers, and we became inseparable much to t …

I was asked by a couple of different sources to write about the latest shooting in Florida. I dreaded the thought. Unfortunately, this isn’t the first, or second, or third time this has happened. What is there to say other than it is horrific? And most conversations end up in one of two places- guns and/or mental illness. I have little desire to discuss either issue, so it caused me to ask myself why.After a few conversations with people, I realized I could come at this topic in a dozen differen …

My significant other was married for 52 years. We met online. Their anniversary and her death date anniversary approach.“I cried yesterday.” We are preparing dinner in my kitchen.“It’s been less than two years,” I say.“Thank you for understanding.”I might have said more: that it’s OK to talk about her, that love never dies, that tears are helpful, that I wish I had known her, that love is not scarce, that I’m not jealous.But never mind, there will be more times we speak of her stronghold in his …

I’ve stayed here too longIt’s time to be strongNo more excusesIt’s time to move onBut strong I don’t feelThis is all so unrealIt’s like walking in dreamsThis holds no appealGot to keep believingThat I’m not leavingHer memory behindIt’s that I’m still grievingI keep thinking of herThe way that things wereSince she’s been goneIt’s all been a blurHow could I do thisWhen so much I still missI’d give all my daysFor just one more kissWhy can’t I go backTo where life was on trackBefore it all changedAn …

Remember them.Say their name out loud.Close your eyes, quiet your mind and breathe. Call them to you.Picture them at their best…Their eyesTheir smileTheir laughTalk to them… tell them how you miss them, love them, wish they were here. Tell them what you need them to know, what is weighing so heavy on your soul. Release your pain. Release your burdens. Tell them. Tell them how you struggle, fear, rage, question, weep, wail. And tell them how you endure, how you carry on through the heaviness of d …