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Answers to the Grief Question, “How are You?”(Post)
In 2007 four family members died: my elder daughter, father-in-law, brother, and former son-in-law. My daughter Helen was the mother of my twin grandchildren (one boy, one girl) and died from the inju
Love Isn't Free!(Post)There is a price we must pay. It’s called grief.When we are born, we quickly begin attaching our hearts to people, places, things, ways of life and much more. This is part of the human experience. Lov
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
The "S" Word(Post)I was sitting at my son’s hockey game when I got a text from a client I hadn’t seen in a while. It didn’t take me long to figure out she might be in trouble. I said to her directly, “It sounds like yo
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
The Gift of Grief(Post)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
It's Quite Remarkable!(Post)It's quite remarkablethe small time on this earthbrownies girl scoutschildren's choirdance classes recitalscheering volleyballsoftball theaterspeechAdirondacksover fifteen statesand experiencescar tra
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
Found Poem of a Griever(Post)August 2022(based on Griever voice from the article – A Brief Encounter of the Grief Kind)*Found poem is one where material from existing piece(s) of writing is selectively pulled and then patched, k
What do you need in grief?(Post)Deborah Kourgelis, LCSW, LCADC I recently read a quote by Amy Poehler, which said, “It’s never overreacting to ask for what you want and need.” I first thought of the hundreds of clients I have counse
The Silent Struggle: Navigating Faith and Grief After Child Loss(Post)By Jenny Leavitt I never expected to lose my child. I don’t think any mother does. When my son Jacob died in a car crash—killed instantly by a drunk driver—my world split wide open. Just moments befor
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
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
The Phantom Habits of Grief(Post)By Bill Beckett When I lost my wife, Bonnie, six years ago, I discovered that grief creates its own version of a phantom limb. Except, I did not just lose a part of my body; I lost my life as I knew i
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
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
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
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'
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