Grief Digest Articles

My grandmother, known to all her grandchildren as Nana, was in the hospital. She was terminally ill with bone cancer. When I was free from work with my rotating schedule, I would drive my mother to visit Nana in her hospital room. One day my mother and I went to visit Nana. She was lying in her hospital bed. She could no longer get out of bed and move around. We walked into her room and kissed her hello.Nana was very excited and had something important to tell us. She told us she had a visitor t …

Pets help carry us through the highs and the lows as we go through life and are often in tune to how we feel during sadness and loss, but they are also in tune with other emotions such as happiness.They seem to connect to us on a deeper level because they have feelings too. Our pets are always by our side showing us loyalty and trust and hold no judgment towards us. They are accepting of who we are, and live in the moment as a free spirit. Pets do help us heal through the darkest times in our li …

I believe we all know at least one person whose life has been affected by Cancer. I literally know a couple whose lives have. They are my brother & sister in-law whom I’ve known since I was a teenager, and who I remember telling me about their plans to marry; that was nearly forty years ago.They have since become two wonderful people in their late fifties who always worked hard to make ends meet, done a little traveling, just built their dream home and were about to start enjoying the fruits …

This is for all the Baby Boomers who have had the good fortune of seeing their parents grow old together, but are now starting to lose them.It is not only very difficult for the surviving parent, but also for their sons and/or daughters to witness one, missing the other.I feel grief is one of society’s most commonly misunderstood and profoundly difficult experiences that those who’ve never had the misfortune of being held in its grasp, believe can be resolved by closure. When in reality there is …

To Cindy from AndyShe almost didn’t see the old mirror at the back of her closet. She was looking for her blue sweater to add another layer against the cold she felt at her core. The image of the mirror tugged at her and with great effort she pulled the wood and glass from its long sleepShe lifted the mirror from her dresser, leaning it against the wall, and sank onto the stool in an effort to catch her breath. Her first glance at the mirror had triggered distant memories. Of her games and conve …