Here we are again at the endof yet another passage just in timeto reflect and thento begin all over again. Here. We. Are. https://videopress.com/v/nfJ7Cwuo?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata I sit in my grandmother’s rocking chair, rocking back and forth, to wrangle my rhythm when it threatens to slip away. This rhythm of who I Am is what keeps me alive, breathing in and out, … Continue reading Here. We. Are.
Thank you Beth for sharing your thoughts on grief and how you have learned to ride those waves in the loss of your son, especially through this holiday season. Samuel will forever be remembered my friend. Samuel December 1, 1997-July 25, 2017 December 1, 2021. It feels harder to write today (and I try to … Continue reading Heart Labor
It has been four years since Jakin passed. His mother, Sharon, is one of my closest friends. Jakin was like a brother to my two sons, and an employee of my husband's. Jakin was part of our family. I am devoting December to the horrific topic of loss and grief (see In the Darkness of … Continue reading I Never Felt Like I was Grieving Right
a·men /äˈmen, āˈmen/ A concluding word or as a response to a prayer. Also used colloquially to express strong agreement. It is true. And let it be so. With a pandemic claiming lives from the unsuspecting, I think now is an appropriate time, during this holiday season, to talk about grief. I learned much about this unwelcome … Continue reading In the Darkness of Grief