Grief Has a Passport
I lost my son five years ago; I am not sure how I have endured it. One way my husband and I have tried to bear the years is to continue to do some of the things that formerly brought…
I lost my son five years ago; I am not sure how I have endured it. One way my husband and I have tried to bear the years is to continue to do some of the things that formerly brought…
By now, you are all sadly aware of the great tragedy that occurred at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut. Our hearts are heavy, and we are stunned by this cruel loss of the lives of not only adults but…
On May 12, 2000, Adam Petty, grandson of famous race car driver Richard Petty, was killed instantly when the throttle of his race car stuck and sent him head-on into a wall. He was 19. A few days later, while…
Every day I drive by a quaint antique shop. It might be my imagination, but it appears to be the same charming furniture outside every single day. In the morning, the antique treasures are carefully placed in the front…
Shakespeare’s The Merry Wives of Windsor, published in 1602, is cited as the origin of the saying: “Third time’s a charm.” What about fourth and so on? Well, like the Powerball, we keep hoping that the next one will be…
When asked what I do, I’m about to shock yet another person. My answer these days is, “I specialize in the world of death and drugs.” After reviving the person who asked, I explain the losses that brought me to The…
While in chat the other night someone asked the question, “Where was my miracle?”in regards to losing their child. My thoughts have been consumed by that question ever since. What is a miracle? I had to go look it up…
Feeling the anger today, hot and pulsing in my veins. I am angry she is gone. I am angry for everything she isn’t getting to do, everything she was robbed of. I am angry all her hard work, and mine…
The culmination of all the training runs . . . the throng of like-minded people . . . the crack of the starting pistol . . . ah, race day jitters! Nothing could motivate me more than the start of…
From the shadows we come, the surviving siblings. We are all ages: younger, older, twins and subsequent children. We have our own story to tell, one that is often brushed aside in the concern for our parents, the spouse, and…
