Tell friends to call you often. Explain that after the first couple of months you‟ll need their calls. Tell your friends to make a specific date with you; none of this “we must get together for lunch”. Remind them that…
It’s spring once again. Our part of the world is turning back towards the sun; trees are leafing out; wildflowers are blooming. Robins are again singing to one another. And, I believe, also singing to those who are grieving. Before…
EASTER AND PASSOVER The Easter and Passover seasons are upon us. They are special family times that make it more obvious that one is missing. Some parents are struggling with what they believe. The pretty dresses and hats don’t seem…
Every year I like to take a survey of where I stand on my love meter. Am I on the high or the low side this year? How is my relationship with my husband, Phil? With my daughters and their…
When we shifted into the new year, expressions of relief were plentiful that 2020 was finally over. Yet the pandemic has not ended. Uncertainty and unrest remain on multiple levels. What can we bring with us into 2021 as we…
Those of us who have traveled a while Along this path called grief Need to stop and remember that mile, That first mile of no relief. It wasn’t the person with answers Who told us of ways to deal. It…
It is the new year. The holidays are behind us. We did with them what we could. Whether they were a time of sorrow, a time of joy, or a combination of each, they are now a part of our…
Sometimes opportunity sleeps in catastrophic calamities. Sometimes there is hope for the heart in a little bowl of Cheerios. Whether or not we actually see this opportunity, or use it in some sort of positive fashion, is a choice. What…
Every snowflake that falls is unique and has its own individual design. There are beautiful patterns in each snowflake and even the tiniest of flakes have their own markings. These patterns change again and again—even after the flake touches the…
We begin a new year, one that many of us enter with reluctance. After all, it means another year away from our child and another year to be lived without the physical presence of the one we have lost. Apprehensive…