Category Archives: Grief Educational

WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO EASE MY PAIN INSIDE

I decided that community support had made a huge difference for me. It wasn’t simply about my search to find someone to support me. It was about my wanting to help others with their grief; that was something that had actually helped me from the very beginning. That was why I had gone to help Lori when I was only in my second year of bereavement! This “club of bereaved parents” that I belong to might never have been one I planned on joining, but it certainly made my grief journey far less lonely for me.
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THE AMPUTATION OF MY SOUL, PART 1

I really could describe my grief as an amputation of my soul. It was not visible, but it left scars that are there FOREVER. For me, healing is actually an appropriate word to apply to grief. Healing implies a wound, and with wounds there are scars.

There will sometimes be thoughtless remarks made by those who “don’t understand” what grief feels like. There will often be kind, compassionate gestures made by those who want to understand and to help. But in the end, grief is probably the loneliest journey a human faces when they lose someone they love. Continue reading

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TO FACE WHAT THE FUTURE BRINGS

I had looked for this folder before, but never found it. I did have a few, old Compassionate Friends newsletters which I had scanned for earlier posts. I glanced quickly at the pages; some were folded and others were written in pencil and marked over. There were photocopies and poems I recognized from a long time ago.
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WHEN I REALIZED YOUR ABSENCE WAS REAL

Working through my grief allowed me to do something I never dreamed was possible. If I hadn’t experienced Jason’s death, my life would have been ordinary. I might never have written so many stories and songs as a result. With my own death, I would have left this earth without leaving a “mark.” Now I feel my life is truly meaningful. Jason definitely left his mark and will live on through my music and words. Continue reading

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