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The Old and Grief(Post)
Gerry R. Cox If the welfare of each person depended upon him or her alone, then life would be a simple matter. But that is not the case. Each individual is part of a community, and the life of each p
Mother's Day(Post)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
Estrangement and Grief(Post)By Louise Andrews I lost my father not three weeks ago. The toughest part of it all is that I’ve been Estranged from him for ten years.. I always knew this day would come but the hardest thing of all
Getting Back to Work(Post)By Elaine E. Stillwell, M.A., M.S.Getting Back to Work is a tough transition for many parents following the death of their child. Worried about feeling strong enough, being able to concentrate, contro
In Grief and in Joy...Telling Your Story(Post)People love to hear our stories. It’s part of our innate curiosity. It reveals who we are, and where we came from. It is a record of how we got to where we are right now. Stories are repeated and may
MY ANALOG DISSONANCE(Post)My Analog DissonanceJust in time.Just in time, he said, or else we would never have had the chance to say goodbye.Just in time, she said, or else watching the suffering would have been too painful.Jus
Twins: A Reflection(Post)She’s a woman in her mid-sixties and still dresses exclusively in bright neon colors. She cries before she talks. She knows she has come here to discuss her husband’s death. As she wipes her tears I n
What To Do On Valentine’s Day When You Are Alone(Post)by Nan Zastrow Valentine’s Day can be a painful reminder of everything missing. It’s not only the person. It’s the memories, the affection, and the experiences you once enjoyed with a loved one. Our s
Walk Beside Me and Be My Friend - By Nan Zastrow(Post)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
Peace through Writing(Post)During the 1950s, a lovely lady named Floss, witnessed a little girl with weight on her shoulders and fingernails bitten to the quick. It was then that I was rescued. Aunt Floss spent quality time tea
Grief’s Deliverance(Post)I first met Matt and Dylan at a summer soccer camp when I was in 3rd grade many years ago. My family had just moved to this new town, and I knew nobody. My shy demeanor and sheepish personality certai
YOU'VE GOT THE POWER!(Post)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
Rebirthing Relationships by Sherrie Ann Cassel(Post)The weather is shifting in Joshua Tree. The once winter-barren trees are full of beautiful green leaves, and the rose bushes are laden with beauty and aromatic flowers-- and – I made it through my fou
The Dishes(Post)By Cheryl NewbanksAfter my son passed away, I did nothing but lay on the couch, lay in my bed, sit and stare, try to absorb the shock, and try to make life, make sense again. I didn’t feel like doing
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
HOW DO WE MAKE SENSE OF DEATH?(Post)When life is easy and carefree we seldom struggle with its great questions. . .questions like:• How did humanity come into being?• How can every person be a unique creation?• What are we called to do
Pilgrimage(Post)I started planting roses and for a few years it was this peaceful respite that I looked forward to each summer. Radiant petals would bloom, rising out of cold, lifeless soil bursting into an explosi
Grief Is(Post)Grief isFeeling great joy and unbelievable sadnessin the same moment.Grief isFeeling like you’re breaking apartBut knowing you can’t – you’re already brokenGrief isRealizing you don’t go to hell from
A New Year(Post)A New Year.Another year without those we love beside us.How can this be? How is it that time has the audacity to move on in spite of our sorrow?No new memories created. Frozen in time. They live in ou
The Tree in My Rear Garden(Post)The tree that stands tallest in my rear garden is THE TREE that everyone advised me to cut down. It could not be saved, said the tree experts, nature experts and state experts in SW gardening.It is Th
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