I had to laugh today while I was driving my daughter to work. "What?" she looked over at me, smiling at my random little chuckle. "If your dad were riding around with us right now, he would not know what ...
I once read that dust is mostly made up of human skin cells. I wondered if his skin cells were on me then as I watched the brown mist settle on my arms. It had been two weeks since the ...
Dealing with my own widow grief is harrowing; however, dealing with my daughters’ pain is beyond paralyzing. One is an adult and married, my other is 16 and as I have written about before, she has autism and requires 24 ...
I ache for my husband. My soul yearns for him, and I wrestle with despair. Nevertheless, as I have encountered the different stages of grief, I have strived to decipher the vastness and resolution of death. My youngest, precious gem ...
This is my son's wedding weekend, so I've asked the talented Claire McCarthy to write a guest blog post. I recently met Claire, a Certified Grief Recovery Specialist, who helps people in the Phoenix area to lead healthy, happy and ...