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A rummage sale can be defined as a collection of madness, memories and maybes—all “for sale.” It’s a time for restrained grief and grateful hallelujahs. Restrained grief meaning, “I hate to see it go;

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

This is for all the Baby Boomers who have had the good fortune of seeing their parents grow old together, but are now starting to lose them.It is not only very difficult for the surviving parent, but

Grief is so very difficult, and grief that refuses to be recognized, is the hardest to deal and cope with. The other day I noticed that one of my classmates was visibly upset. I watched as she would o

© RICHARD BELFORD In this life no one is promised tomorrow, and we often leave or are left wishing we had just five more minutes.  This makes grief one of society’s most misunderstood and profoundly

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'

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 dow

“Good morning” is perhaps the most common greeting we hear every day. We say it without even realizing we have spoken. It is a universal greeting that expresses hope and optimism, but often is not a

About Centering Centering is a 501 (c)(3) non-profit organization dedicated to providing education and resources for the

“Thoughts and Prayers”….how do you feel about this expression of sympathy?An observation and opinion by Nan ZastrowI was recently asked what my feelings are about using the cliché “Our thoughts and pr

It’s been too long since my last visit with you, my son. I’m coming to visit you.It’s been on my mind most of the time, this is true.I so look forward to seeing your sneaky smile and light hair.I neve

Grief Ebbs and Flowsby Shelley RamseyGrief ebbs and flows like the ocean tide. Some waves rise to engulf us and suck us into the undercurrent. Others cause us to merely loose our footing and throw us

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

We do not always get to choose what life will teach us; life can be wildly unpredictable. On April 19, 2007, our lives slammed to a halt when our son, Matt, died. He was thirty-five years old, a gradu

“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 and

They’re still there, the birds that roost in the open spaces of the letters in the grocery store sign.Only a handful of times has a natural smile bloomed onto my face in the past three months. It unfo

Outsider – person interacting with the widowerMourner – widower’s external (observable) presentation, behavior, voiceGriever – widower’s internal (private, hidden) thoughts, voiceAn encounter at fifth

Just four little words said it all, “she didn’t make it!” “Who didn’t make it?I shouted in horror. The telephone caller stammered, “Kandy has-s just p-p-passed away-y. I am so-o-o- very sorry!” St

Introduction:A year ago in January of 2016, grief came knocking at my front door and let itself in without invitation, want, or welcome. My brother, only one year older than myself and my only sibling

I had the honor recently to be nominated as one of the Nurse's to appear in my company's website for Nurse's week. The Supervisor that nominated me had also mentioned that I write a grief blog.I was i