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THE WELL OF TEARS – MAKES ME WELL

I wasn’t writing to memorialize my son, but rather to express the anguish of grief and how that changed my life. I further explained, “The therapy of writing it all down, is now it’s out of me. I don’t have to agonize over all those details anymore. I have carried these stories with me for so long, deep in my subconscious! Now I know that I have them on paper. If I ever feel the need to remember, my writing is there for me to read – I can truly let it go now. All the energy it took to stuff my feelings has been released. I had no idea how much energy that took!”
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GRIEF 101 – PART 1

I am no different from other humans that are grieving. I just feel that I might have a gift with the ability in writing to describe those feelings. Just because I can write about it, doesn’t mean that my grief is any deeper than anyone else’s or any “worse.” There are no ways to ever, ever compare grief. I used to do that. But I eventually learned that it really doesn’t matter. It never made me feel one ounce better to think my situation was “worse!” Continue reading

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BYE, BYE, ZOMBIELAND – PART 1

When the tears stopped for me, it was only because I could no longer remember my beloved child as clearly. So now there was actually a different form of sadness. I felt farther away from what I was holding onto so tightly. But there were definitely less tears! Continue reading

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COMPASSION AND FRIENDSHIP

I am so eager to share Susan’s letter. Remember, she has not read any of my blog posts, recently. I have to print them out for her because she cannot use a computer; due to her headaches. I had just recently asked her to share her thoughts with me; about how we met and the experience of attending Jason’s funeral. I am not changing one word of her letter: Continue reading

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