566 results for 'from hope to dispair''

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sometimes along the path of grief, we experience mysterious moments—times in which we have thoughts that change our story of grief. These “aha” moments allow us to see our loss in a new way. They help

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 ___

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

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 Paul

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 fac