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NANA’S ANGEL(Post)
My grandmother, known to all her grandchildren as Nana, was in the hospital. She was terminally ill with bone cancer. When I was free from work with my rotating schedule, I would drive my mother to vi
Where Has Pappy Gone?(Post)A child full of wonder sits on my knee.She asks, “Where has he gone? Where can my pap be?”I hug her and smile, knowing just what to say.“It isn’t the same, but he’s not far away.Heaven’s for real, and
People Should Never Take Life for Granted(Post)Life is something that is very precious, because longevity is not granted to everyone. The only thing in life that is promised to us is death. It is reasonable to say that most people tend to believe
What’s on your list?(Post)I recently watched the movie “The Bucket List” for the 5th time. Each time I watch the movie, I see another lesson about living life. For those who have not seen the movie, I don’t want to go into det
GRANDMA’S BABY (Post)Opening windows, cleaning closets, and tossing out the old stuff to make room for the new has always been a ritual of mine in the early spring. I was so ready for the fresh air of new bright life com
Tips for Navigating the Holidays While Grieving(Post)That time of year is peeking around the corner. Holidays. Although originally created as times of festivity to honor significant dates, people, and times of the year, the holidays can be a source of
A BUTTERFLY VISITATION(Post)By Patricia Roop HollingerMy Dad, at the age of 91, had yet another farm related accident. He had already survived being kicked by a horse in his early 20’s, having his right arm amputated when it had
Grief Diary, Backwards(Post)I’m going to start backwards. Not that I’m healed, far from it, but it only seems logical to take my life now as a given, or at least as a reality, and reflect on what I’ve gone through over the past
Flowers Will Fall(Post)On Love, Grief, and What Remains By Heather Hattie-Mae Mahaney “Even stillness has weight. When it breaks, petals remember their edge.” When the quiet breaks, flowers will fall.The silence held like b
Behind the Scenes(Post)God is at work behind the scenes, In ways you don’t yet understand. Challenging you to keep trusting, Believing in good things He’s planned. He knows every need, every longing, He delights in your
LIKE FATHER, LIKE SON(Post)On Sunday, May, 22nd, I lost one of the most important and influential people in my life, my father. Although I have, and will always miss him, I was fortunate enough to have worked by his side in a f
A Brief Encounter of the Grief Kind(Post)Outsider – person interacting with the widowerMourner – widower’s external (observable) presentation, behavior, voiceGriever – widower’s internal (private, hidden) thoughts, voiceAn encounter at fifth
Pacing(Post)I woke up and rolled to the right side of my bed. My skin brushed over the rumples of my fitted bed sheet. I pulled a corner from the edge of the mattress sometime during the night. While digging thro
What to Say to a Grieving Person During a Pandemic(Post)Traditionally, when a loved one dies, we are there to bring them condolences, food, hugs, support, and even caring for children or other tasks. In this era of the pandemic with social distancing, stay
Voices of Silence (Post)The voice of silence is all around us—it is rooted in the pain from the loss of our son and brother, Nathan. It is the silence of sorrow in our home because one of our sons is gone, and it is the sile
The Ghost of Christmas Past(Post)Unlike Ebenezer Scrooge’s ghost, my “ghost of Christmas past,” didn’t haunt me with bad deeds, greediness or distant memories. Instead, it caused an intense aching pain that validated my loss of dre
Rebranding Grief and Cultivating a New, Refreshing Grief Culture (Post)by Bridget Bagely and Hogan Hilling On August 28, 2023 Time Magazine published an article “America Has Reached Peak Therapy. Why Is Our Mental Health Getting Worse?” It stated “As more people flock
Secluded This First Year(Post)I am on that long walk home. You ran ahead of me and your footsteps now echo the journey I must follow... Terri DreismeierSecluded This First YearI am bitterly cold; the brutality of the winds was
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
THE SMALLEST MIRACLE(Post)One Thursday in December (2000), Jonah, my then three year old grandson, and I were hanging out in what was then the Thompson Park Mall in Kamloops. We were refugees from the toxic fumes of a bath tub
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