561 results for 'from hope to dispair''

By Heather Hattie-Mae Mahaney Addiction did not arrive in my life like a storm. It crept in quietly, rearranging priorities, softening boundaries, asking for patience it would never return. At

Love is a sacred partnership of communion with another human being. You take each other in, and even when you are apart, you are together. Wherever you go, you carry the person inside you. Communion

A long time is too long to be missing the one who knew you the best. Beware of people that tell you that your pain will pass as it shall not. Cherish the great memories that you have. Discard not the

Donna’s spouse died suddenly. It wasn’t supposed to happen, yet, it was all that she could think of as she coped to accept the reality of the event. For months, she was incapacitated by her grief, unw

I think about you all the time. I often call your name. I know I couldn't save you, but I still feel I'm to blame. No matter what I try to do, I cannot ease the pain. People say that it will take some

By Victoria Rosen She comes to me a lot when I’m in the bath. As I’m about to shave or wash myself, images of me washing her come back, like a veteran with PTSD. Flashes of me drying her legs off with

By Ama There’s a kind of grief that doesn't come with casseroles or condolences. It doesn’t wear black or take time off work. No one calls to check in. There’s no ceremony, no eulogy. But it can hollo

By Desiree Woodland Survivors of suicide loss become survivors against their will. For each person who dies by suicide there are 25 or more people left in grief’s wake. I tell my story to offer encour

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

A Mother’s Work Is Never Doneby Richard L. BelfordThere are people, we cannot replace,debts we can never repay,times only we remember.I recall your losing more than could be given, giving more than co

It has been a year since my partner died in that hospital bed at home, surrounded by family and friends, struggling and agitated until peace finally comes. Funny, his name is Peace. All are glad to se

Nan ZastrowWhether it’s’ your First Noel or the persistent tenth after the death of a significant loved one, it’s likely not going to be a Rockin Around the Christmas Tree kind of the year. There ar

In the house with the tortoise chair she will give birth to the pearl to the beautiful feather  in the house of the goddess who sits on a tortoise she will give birth to the necklace of pearl

Since 1958, I have been writing stories that I have encountered and impacted my life. This, however, is the very last one that I shall write for no other story could even compare. It is not only the

REWIND:I wrote a similar article many years ago, but since the recent death of my husband, I have a new perspective now. I thought I learned so much about grief that I could recite what’s normal ab

In one- month my son will have been gone three years. I find it difficult to believe, and when I think back to the awful day he left me; the wound opens as if I have just said goodbye. Grief is foreve

Today is Sunday. It is one-degree below zero. I sit on the arm of an empty loveseat with my feet tucked under me, snug in three pair of socks. I am cozy, warm and safe in casual sweats, although the

By Janice Gorey Jackson“I can’t believe we’re here. We’ll see this amazing view every single night,” I said in a hushed tone to Chris, my husband of almost five extraordinary years, who sat beside

My grief support system is current. Yes ___ No ___It includes family, friends, colleagues, spiritual/religious support. Yes ___ No ___There are people of varying ages in my support system. Yes ___

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, t