Tag Archives: Friendship

FROM LAUGHING TO SOBBING

I had a memory recently while I was remembering more traumatic events about Jason. It is huge. Her and I have not spoken about it in many, many years. I will share it later, but here’s a hint. Joni’s oldest daughter was born three months before Jason. While I was in the hospital, without my child (he was in neonatal intensive care), I called Joni at 3 a.m. 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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I OPENED THE BOX “I FOUND TEARS INSIDE”

I know that the worst of my grief was a long time ago. Still, there was no way around the anguish that the box represented. Continue reading

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UP AND OUT!

I think I am truly suffering from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. That isn’t necessarily negative, because addressing my trauma by sharing so much has left me happier and healthier than I’ve felt in a long time. My hypnotherapist, Connie, always uses the phrase Up and Out. That means that it is so much better to gets things out, rather than let them fester. I had no idea that I had so much inside of me!
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