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GRIEF IS NOT A FOUR LETTER WORD(Post)
Some days we feel invisible; other days we feel maligned. Most days we feel anxious, and deeply sad (to the very marrow of the bone). Caring friends and loved ones are appreciated, but please forgive ...
Once upon a Starry, Starry Night(Post)Finding Your PurposeWhat do people do when they can’t sleep?I don’t have that answer, but I do know that diversions can help. Recently, Gary and I decided to break the string of my sleepless nights ...
The Week Of(Post)I’m sitting at my dining room table and out the window I see rays of sunshine streaming through trees. I sense you among these rays, and I miss you. Golden sunlight illuminates this bright green fore ...
Two Lives Intertwined by Fate(Post)Thirty years ago, July 12, 1986, a young 29 year old New York City cop, Steven McDonald, was shot and wounded by a troubled teenager while on duty in Central Park, becoming paralyzed from the neck do ...
Try These Transformative Strategies for Mental Health Enhancement(Post)Photo via PexelsBy Jackie WatersPrioritizing mental well-being is more important than ever, but it can be challenging to know where to begin. While traditional methods have their place, exploring i ...
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 ...
WHEN I'M GONE(Post)When I’m gone and the minutes turn into hours, and the hours turn into days, the heaviness inside your heart may seem too much to bear. I know you will long to hear my voice, see my face, sit beside ...
Resentment(Post)“I think we should leave,” I whispered to my husband through clenched teeth as my 2-year-old daughter, Hailey, wailed in my arms.We were at my cousin Ryan’s house for his daughter’s birthday party an ...
The Butterflies are Coming - Don’t Miss Them!(Post)My husband and I were devastated when we lost our twenty-four year old son,Kevin, from a tragic accident in 2010. In the years following his death, as wegrieved, we were blessed to receive many signs ...
The Dad’s Group(Post)It was Tuesday morning, May 23, 2004; the time was 7:00 a.m. The first dad arrived and seated himself at a corner table in the coffee shop of an Indianapolis hotel. A second dad walked into the room, ...
Life and Death of an Egalitarian Relationship(Post)By Marilyn LanzaLoss of an egalitarian relationship is how I thought of my husband’s death. Ron and I had a real and consuming relationship based on equality. I was always spontaneous and shared wit ...
Using the Covid-19 Virus and War as Teachable Moments for Children*(Post)In 1963 it was the assassination of a president. In 1986 it was the explosion of the Space Shuttle witnessed by millions of children on TV. September 11, 2001 was the terrorist attack. By 2022, Covid ...
Little Love Letters Disguised as Playlists(Post)By Heather Hattie-Mae Mahaney For as long as I can remember, music was our language. My late husband used to make me mixed tapes — carefully crafted collections of songs that somehow said all t ...
Cry Room(Post)Do you have one? A cry room – a place and space deliberately carved out for you to freely mourn and express the grief inside you – do you have one of these?As a church-goer, I’ve commonly seen cry ro ...
THE USE OF LITERATURE TO SUPPORT EMOTIONAL NEEDS OF GRIEVING CHILDREN(Post)During more than forty years in the classroom with elementary children and fifteen plus years with children in a grief support program for families, I have seen children’s lives touched with the use ...
PIECED TOGETHER(Post)Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the kings horses and all the kings men Couldn’t put Humpty together againThe image of this old children’s rhyme stuck in my mind a ...
Finding My Way Back(Post)On June 9, my mom passed away. Nine days later, my dad followed. My family and I buried them together on June 22, setting butterflies free as the sun set.My parents were my rock. They were always the ...
I Dreamed I Saw Alex(Post)Tim KoechlinI dreamed that I saw Alex. He was a tiny curious round-headed toddler with jam on his face who loved me totally and asked if he could sit with me. I said "Yes... but let's wipe your fa ...
A WARM EMBRACE(Post)On January 10, 2007, my family received the most tragic and shocking news of our lives. My nephew, Christopher, had completed suicide. When I received the phone call, I jumped in my car immediately, ...
Second Chances(Post)The scourge of losing my twenty-six-year-old son, Paul Philip Grammatico, and his best friend, Michael, to a drunk driver leaves scars, and each day I chew on my thorns in the stunning reality of Pau ...
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