Losing a loved one is an inevitable part of the human experience, casting us into a space of grief that is complex and insurmountable. Yet, within this emotional maze, there are ways to navigate grief to reduce suffering and rediscover ...
THE LOST PIECE When a soul mate dies It leaves a hole with a ragged edge An empty space, too difficult to patch Although I try to find another piece that fits, The shape is never quite right And the ...
Blog written by, Author, Emma Grey Three weeks after my husband died from a heart attack in 2016, my children and I walked in Australia’s “City to Surf” fun run. We’d already entered the race, months before he died, and ...
As I sit here, reflecting on the year that has passed, I realized how alone I feel. Sure, I have lots of loved ones in my life - and many, many people I can count on to be there for ...
“Have a holly jolly Christmas; It’s the best time of the year,” blares on the radio and in every store I seem to walk into every December. And every December since losing Douglas, I am quickly to state… NO, IT ...
At 66, I look back on my life as a series of eras: periods of varying lengths of time that were significant in some way or another. The innocent years of childhood. My turbulent and foolish teens. The wonder and ...
It's been almost six years since I became widowed, which sometimes seems like millennia and other times, like mere weeks. There are so many things that have happened in our world since then, though, and to be honest, I don't ...
This might be a bit long. When I sat down to create my blog for the week I couldn't find where to begin. I realized this was April, not that I did not know this before, but this is April. ...
Ever since I was a kid in school, Sundays haven't typically been a favorite. Sunday meant my weekend was over. It meant an earlier bedtime and getting up entirely too early the next day. This attitude continued through adulthood, but ...
It was like coming across something significant on an archeological dig, that’s how this morning’s discovery felt. I was cleaning out the food cupboard where all the baking needs and oils and such are stored. So many packages have passed ...