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A Decade Without My Daughter(Post)
January 22, 2019 marks ten years since my beautiful Jenna died. In many ways it feels like she was just here—I remember her last days with us so clearly—but it also feels like it’s been an eternity si
Me and you?(Post)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
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
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'
THE TIMES THE ARE A 'CHANGIN'(Post)If you have hair my color—nearly all white now—you’ll remember this from Bob Dylan and the 60s:“Come gather ‘round people wherever you roam,and admit that the waters around you have grown.And accept t
THESE DAYS(Post)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'
A (Open) Letter to My Dearest Mama by Rudy de Leon Dinglas(Post)(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
DAD(Post)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
The Jars(Post)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
Getting Back to Work(Post)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
LOVE CONNECTIONS(Post)When someone we love dies, many of us are afraid that we will lose our special love connection with each other. As newly bereaved persons, we have no idea how we will keep that love flame burning to f
Children and Bereavement(Post)By Paulina Rael Jaramillo, M.A.Children have a built-in tendency to sense when something is wrong. Letting them know (in age appropriate terms) when a close family member is seriously ill or has died,
An Unexpected Purpose from Loss(Post)It is my son's 36th birthday today, six years after he was brutally murdered by two men who left him on the ground to die. On each Birthday, I have placed a vase of flowers at the sight where he was k
GRIEF WITHOUT PILLS(Post)My sister the psychiatrist has a favorite expression: “Prozac should be in our water supply. We all need some.”It seems everyone these days is on some type of antidepressant. I hear it discussed in th
Moonlight(Post)As I walked into your bedroom last night I noticed a bright light on the floor I know it was you shining down I laid my hands on the light The light was translucent I could see it shining throu
GROW WHERE YOU ARE PLANTED(Post)A friend had offered me a variety of perennial plants she was removing from her meticulous garden, and I greedily accepted, because I know that perennial plants bloom under adverse conditions in most
YOU WERE ALWAYS TELLING ME TO REMEMBER(Post)you were always telling me rememberKrista Houstouni forget everythingbut youi forget the way i wasand sometimes i forgetthe way i wanted to bebut never your wayto open a heart and howyou told mei coul
The Myth of Closure(Post)(a grief support group presentation)A couple of years ago I was visiting my 97-year-old mother and the conversation turned to significant people in our lives. She got a wistful look in her eyes, and s
PROXY GRIEF(Post)By Bob Baugher, Ph.D.I have a question for you: Following the death of your loved one, who have you been most worried about? Say the name now in your mind. See this person’s face as they first respond
Grief’s Ladder(Post)The Uncharted Journey of Child LossOn January 4, 1997 Carolyn and I lost our 17-year-old son, Andy, in a car accident. Two weeks later, one of the first suggestions taken from a child-loss bereavement
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