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I answered the phone, and heard your voice againBut this call was different; I could hear your pain.The words that you spoke haunt me to this day.I thought that I could love you enough to make you wan

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

Almost 1 year ago, my mama passed away. She was the one that knew me better than anyone. I could be myself without judgement. Well, maybe a little judgement but always just enough to set me on the r

Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness.It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift. ~Mary Oliver Winter Solstice.The longest night of the year.Grief can feel like the

The time passed since my son’s death, has been one year, 3 months, and 16 days. There is still a deep ache in my chest, a chronic longing that I know can never be filled. I hurt in a way that only ano

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

Everyone’s grief journey is different… and the ability to emerge with your soul intact is dependent upon your willingness to do the excruciatingly difficult work that grieving requires. It is a long a

By Mary Ellen Miller PhD, RN, APHN-BCThe early weeks of May continue to be bittersweet for me. During this time, Mother’s Day is celebrated. For me, this time frame brings both joy and sadness. My j

© Jason Tuttle, February 26, 2024 --------------------------------------- Stressed. Depressed. Emotions Confessed. Society wants my feelings suppressed. My grief on the daily is a jumbled mess. ------

Dealing with grief while learning a new way to love.By: Whitney SirekI was 26 years old when my mom died in 2019. I never imagined living a life without her, she would warn me of this day. Often s

By Hilda Villaverde I met Joe when I was thirty-five and he was forty-two. We married seven years later and divorced after ten years of marriage. Our friendship of forty years never ended until his pa

Mary Ellen T. Miller PhD, RN, PHNA-BC 4/5/25 Spring is my favorite season. I feel excited seeing the rebirth of tree buds, flowers bursting up from the still semi-frozen ground and the return of robin

It gets better in ways but not exactly. Nine months after we sat by her bedside just two days after she entered the hospital and watched her last breath, I can now flip through photographs and see fra

When someone we love dies, many of us are afraid that we will lose our special love connection with each other. As newly bereaved persons, we have no idea how we will keep that love flame burning to f

“We must be willing to let go of the life we planned, so we can accept the life that is waiting for us.” (Joseph Campbell)There is nothing more difficult than holding onto hope after tragic or challen

By Heather Hattie-Mae Mahaney For as long as I can remember, music was our language. My late husband used to make me mixed tapes — carefully crafted collections of songs that somehow said all the thin

For two months, my sister Margaret has been in the hospital, in hospice and now a nursing home.I fly to Cincinnati to visit her August, 2016, and to give my 90 year old brother, Chuck, and his daughte

There is a price we must pay. It’s called grief.When we are born, we quickly begin attaching our hearts to people, places, things, ways of life and much more. This is part of the human experience. Lov

When our loved ones were physically alive, they were the combination of their bodies and their souls, both loved equally. Those two seemingly inseparable parts created their lives. When they were in o

© Steve Lipman Work never got done when the Finkelstein girls spotted a bird in our family’s backyard. By the 1980s, they were no longer girls; they were married adults, and Helene was Helene Lipman (