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An iPad App for Grieving Children(Post)
Throughout my career, while serving as both a pastor and bereavement specialist, I have helped support thousands of families who were mourning precious loved ones. Sadly, the grief dynamic for individ
Support Groups(Post)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
A Letter To My Father One Year After His Death(Post)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
Grief-it’s what’s on TV(Post)Shows like Shrinking & Afterlife make real grief the new popular plot threadBy Carole TrottereI don’t want to talk about it. That’s the way grief and loss were handled back on TV in the 1970s with
I Wish(Post)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
MEN AND GRIEF: A DIFFERENT WAY OF HEALING(Post)In nearly 43 years of working with those who grieve, I have observed differences between men and women in their coping styles. The traditional grief theory I had been taught – that healing results fro
SINGING THEIR SONG(Post)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
The Grace of Companioning (Post)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 Gra
Tales From the Wishbone Tree(Post)By Helly Eaton The wishbone tree is a simple but special place in the wilds of West Dorset. It’s set on high ground with to-die-for views (he did), and we scattered Robin’s ashes there (‘ashes’ still
Curtains to Sorrow(Post)PJ MoonIt ruptured through the curtains;once veiled, now seen. Though unbelieving, stilted portraits stumble along a stony path in the mind.What wishes, what cravings go unfulfilled.It uttered through
GRIEF’S CRADLE(Post)When I was born, after penicillin but before the Internet, death and grief were shrouded in euphemism. Elisabeth Kübler-Ross changed that when she published “On Death and Dying” in 1969. She observed
In the Eye's of a Child(Post)I see fun, I see laughterI feel secrets and wonderI see rollercoasters and tagI feel a darkside and thunderWhat is this called?A see-saw it feelsI am so high in the skyNow in the ground I am sealedWhe
Life After Miscarriage: My Story(Post)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
I Still Exist(Post)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(Post)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
Some Days Aren’t Diamonds(Post)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'
Kite(Post)As I fly my kiteI think of youIt’s one of the thingsTogether we would doIn that mindless momentI wonder whyAs I watch that kiteDance in the skyWhy can’t you beHere with meThe reason for thisI just can
When I Last Hugged My Only Child: Thoughts for Parents and Friends(Post)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
The Struggle with Grief(Post)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
Raven(Post)Today I saw a ravenAs it quietly flew by.It landed in a treeThat stood nearby.I watched it for a momentWondering if it’s here for me.To take me awayTo set my spirit free.Or maybe it was youSent from a
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