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How to Find a Support GroupThe credo of The Compassionate Friends, an international organization of bereaved parents, says, "You need not walk alone." You will probably discover, if you haven't alread

Kids didn't grow up so fast. We always learned from the past. And love would always last.I wish; every Friday that came and went Were followed Saturday by a special event. Sunday nights wouldn't

After my two eldest children, 21-year-old Denis and 19-year-old Peggy, were killed in an automobile accident, I didn’t have a clue how I could keep their memories alive. As I was sorting through their

There are those who say they like dogs more than some people. This might be why:They’re always happy to see us no matter how long we’ve been gone, how we behave or what kind of day we’ve had. They are

For privacy, I’ll call her My New Friend.We met in a grief-counseling session.It’s not been a year since I lost my mother. So when I received another letter from the Hospice team that helped me throug

I think it’s safe to say that our society does not prepare us for the death of a loved one, either in how to experience it when it is happening or in how to grieve afterwards. We are taught to shelter

Before you read this know that, yes...this is a story of great sadness, grave loss, and paralyzing pain. But it is also a story of hope and growth. It is a story of having faith in the fact that the

By Helena Cartelle Wilson Time moves as it always has—normal, expected, required. Then suddenly, life becomes a vapor.Gone. Not slowly. Not gently. Just gone. Whether expected or not, someone you love

I often write about how grief has changed me, how loss has heightened my sensitivity to my surroundings, to others, to life itself. It is never more apparent than when I listen to a meaningful song or

CHAPTER SIX “I Still Exist”“Get yourself some girlfriends,” Max said. “That’s all I got to say. We did everything, I mean everything together, and now he’s gone.” I was at my first College Board Advan

It’s not about the destination…it’s about the side trips along the way“It’s not about the destination; it’s about the journey.” We’ve all heard the quote;” and most everyone can recite it. We can even

Why do flowers grow?Don’t they know?That with the winter snowThey will go.Why do trees stand tall?Above us allWith coming of the fallThey’ll hear the callWhy would birds want to sing?AnythingThe new d

Photo: Kevin's HS Band Shoes, 2008 By Paula Neidorf My world changed forever seven and a half years ago when my only child died. Kevin was 28 years old—bright, compassionate, gifted, funny, and alwa

It's 2 a.m. in San Diego, and I've been up for an hour. I can't sleep. I am bleary eyed, but wide awake.
I always miss my son, and I will until the day I die, which goes without saying, Lately, I don'

Dear Dad,It’s been one year and one month since you are gone. According to Google that’s 9490.01 hours but to me it feels like an eternity. I still wake up in the morning thinking this is a nightmare

By Richard Lawrence BelfordIt’s hard to believe, as I look ahead to and beyond another Father’s Day that my own father has been gone for three years now, as it is equally difficult to realize that it'

(Photo is Rudy's Mama)I cannot believe that it is almost one year to the day when I last physically held you and heard your beautiful voice, my dearest Mama. I can still imagine every curve of your fa

I still have the red bear you won for me at the fair.I was young, so were you.Years later I learned you bought the bear from the carnie.Today the bear sits in a chair in the dining room.His fur is fad

By Soledad Morillo Belloso Grief is a pain that does not disappear, it only changes its form. Sometimes it is a gale that sweeps everything in its path. At other times it is a whisper, an echo that cr

By Elaine E. Stillwell, M.A., M.S.Getting Back to Work is a tough transition for many parents following the death of their child. Worried about feeling strong enough, being able to concentrate, contro