Tag Archives: child’s death
JASON MEANT “HEALER” – PART 2
It has been 32 years since my son Jason died. It wasn’t until after his death that I learned his name meant “healer.” Even though he died a long time ago, there is no escaping the indelible influence he continues to have upon my life Continue reading →
BESIDE ME ALWAYS – PART 5
Even though it’s been three decades, I kept my promise to Jason. At his funeral I announced tearfully, “I will keep his memory alive!”
Jason is very much a part of my music and songs. When I sing, I feel spiritually connected to him. Continue reading →
CAN I KEEP THEM FOREVER?
When I found healing decades later, I was able to embrace my sad memories and discover insights from them. Continue reading →
YOU’RE BESIDE ME
When my book became available two days before Mother’s Day, I eagerly shared the news. And then the reality of it all hit me. I put my head down on my desk and cried. They were tears of sorrow, tears of joy, and tears of healing. Continue reading →
ANGEL IN THE SKY – PART 4
Today it is 25 years since the horrible day when I saw my child dead on October 6, 1992. I will never forget that image or the trauma. But all these years later, I am peaceful. Continue reading →
A LONG TIME AGO, I FELT HOPELESS
I believe everyone has his or her own lonely path to follow with grief. I consider it to be a lifelong journey that led me somewhere else; never back to the place I was in before it happened. I used to mourn that, but now I accept it. Continue reading →
EVERY SEASON – PART 3
Yesterday was Jason’s birthday. He only lived five years, but he remains forever in my heart. Continue reading →
LOVE LIVES ON
I hung up the phone and couldn’t believe it. This was truly a door opening in my life. I hadn’t imagined that it would appear like it did – just at a perfect time. Continue reading →
EVERY SEASON – PART 2
When I wrote “Every Season” in 2011, it helped me to express my lingering sadness. My line of “my sadness will always be” is still true for me. Saying that I’ve “healed” from deep grief doesn’t mean I am not sad remembering the child I loved who died. Continue reading →
A ROAD PAVED IN GOLD
I have been on my journey of insight now for six years. Envisioning a road paved in gold sounded rich and dazzling. I’ve often focused on all the diversions, valleys and potholes I’ve stumbled into. Continue reading →