A New Normal At the beginning of grief, you survive one minute at a time. Pain takes your breath away. You shake your head in disbelief thinking “this couldn’t have really happened, this is so unreal.” I filled my ...
Grief & Gratitude Feeling deep grief, depression or sorrow this time of year, or any time of year for that matter doesn’t mean I’m not thankful. That seems to be a common misconception. “Don’t be sad, just be thankful ...
Grief is.... Grief is…. Losing your past, present, and future all at the same time. Creeping forward when the weight you carry seems to push you to the floor. Feeling like your heart is stuck in a meat grinder. ...
I’m Not As Strong As You Think I’m not as strong as you think. In fact, inside I always feel weak. I can paste on a smile, And a cheerful tone for a while. I can act and ...
Feeling Different When something traumatic happens to you that isn’t commonly experienced by just anyone. When you feel like you had no choice or say in the matter and certainly no control over the outcome. When you realize statistically ...
Widow Brain When I first heard the term “widow brain,” or "widows fog," I just assumed that widow brain was a difficult experience during only the earliest months of grief. As I have read more about the topic, I’ve ...
The Greatest Gift You Can Give A Widow Sometimes the greatest gift you can give a widow is asking her about her husband. Ask her sincerely. Ask and truly listen. Speak positively, kindly and reassuringly whenever it feels right. ...
Triggers & Trauma Crisp fall air triggers a wave of nausea. Falling leaves remind me of sitting, shocked and broken watching a group of loved ones entertain my boys with a giant leaf pile in the earliest moments ...
Long Journey, Uncharted Waters I looked through a box of keepsakes today spanning my young childhood years, which included photos of my goofy bangs and “Goosey goosey” stage. Cards of congratulations for being a high school grad…a check I forgot ...
Helping Young Children Grieve My oldest son had just turned five years old when his Daddy died. Daddy didn’t feel quite right when he woke up on Mommy’s birthday, and rested as if he were dealing with what we ...