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    The Mitten(Post)

    The MittensLast year about this time, you wanted to give me a present.I pushed your wheelchair to Macy’s.We walked around and I choose a few things.I really didn’t need anything, but I knew a gift was

    Input of a Grief Counselor(Post)

    Three Short Case Studies: Thoughts and Input of a Grief Counselor by Michael C. LaFerney Ph.D Case Study One: Dealing With Anger and GuiltA 78 year-old resident of nursing home dies in the hospital 10

    NOTHING NEW OR NORMAL(Post)

    The new normal. Or so they say. After six months I still don't know what's "new" or "normal" about this life.The word "new" implies excitement. If something is new, you want it, you run towards it, yo

    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

    Find Joy in Every Day(Post)

    I've had a lot of losses in my life, but 11 days after my husband died, I believe it was God that led me to a refrigerator magnet that read, "Find Joy in every day" and I bought it. It changed my life

    My Mother’s Welcome for Visitors – Visitors With Red Wings(Post)

    © Steve Lipman Work never got done when the Finkelstein girls spotted a bird in our family’s backyard. By the 1980s, they were no longer girls; they were married adults, and Helene was Helene Lipman (

    Half Lives(Post)

    Anne Milano Appel, Ph.D. ©2026             I was driving home from a dinner at the home of a woman who had lost her husband a few years ago. Over the years Estelle had gathered together a loosely knit

    A Class Act(Post)

    © Iris Waichler A cloud of cigarette smoke stood stationary as my mother held court at our kitchen table.  It hung in the air surrounding the overhead hanging light. The smoke cloud was ever present

    Snowflakes(Post)

    Have you ever stood outside, with your head tilted back and your mouth open wide, trying to catch a snowflake? Snowflakes fall everywhere—on your hair, your chin, your eyelashes, even your nose, and s

    THE RIVER(Post)

    I often get thoughts pop into my head about wife. It’s almost as if she were here saying “remember when ...”. This used to throw me into such a place of despair and depression, but now it automaticall

    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

    It's Time(Post)

    I’ve stayed here too longIt’s time to be strongNo more excusesIt’s time to move onBut strong I don’t feelThis is all so unrealIt’s like walking in dreamsThis holds no appealGot to keep believingThat I

    GETTING OVER "IT"(Post)

    This summer we’ll commemorate the seventeenth anniversary of Peter’s death. It doesn’t seem possible that seventeen years have passed; that I have seventeen years of experiences that don’t include Pet

    What Caregiving for My Wife Taught Me About Love(Post)

    By Dr. Therese Laux  Caregiving is not what I thought it would be. I assumed that loving the person you care for would make it easier. In some ways, it does. In others, it makes everything harder.  Wh

    HOW DO YOU HONOR. . .A DEAD PERSON'S BIRTHDAY(Post)

    He would’ve been 36 today.Even after six and a half years, anniversaries of any kind are difficult. When we love people, we memorize dates that are important, that honor them or our relationship. Afte

    SORTING THROUGH(Post)

    By Thom Dennis, LCPCAntiques Roadshow is one of my favorite television programs. Viewers watch as antique appraisers travel across the country and spend the day evaluating the trash and treasures that

    GOODBYES(Post)

    Paul J. Moon, PhDGoodbyes may be more important than hellos in that the former is guaranteed while the latter is not (for example, successive birthdays are never guaranteed, but eventual death-day is

    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

    Coping through Christmas(Post)

    Marketing Christmas has begun. I went to the supermarket the other day, and stockings, Christmas decorations, candy canes and toys for children were placed prominently and strategically in every corne

    Death and Grief(Post)

    Over my varied nursing career that has spanned 39 years; I often describe the topic of death and grief as a professional companion of mine. It has walked with me while I was at countless bedsides of t

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