Monthly Archives: September 2011

Lessons from the Praying Mantis

There is a cycle to the moods, the intrusive thoughts, the wrenching ache.  I have felt pretty good for about three days and I also feel guilty for feeling good.   Why are we wired this way? Is it the … Continue reading

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gifts of life

Emotions are running high today.  The high of being with friends for a few days, the joy of laughter and the closeness of physical presence has dropped.  I am at home with my grief again. Grief tagged along on my weekend … Continue reading

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Unthinkable

There is an illusion we create of the order of things in the world.   We are born, we live, we die.  Childhood is supposed to be carefree and frivolous, puberty full of confusion and angst, teenage years dire and … Continue reading

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Three little words

We are a culture who likes to “get over” things.  Show us a mountain and someone will try to climb it. The idea of closure is something we have come to think is important.  We are supposed to eventually be … Continue reading

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this sucks

It is Monday of the 12th week since my son’s death.  One of his friends visited with us this weekend.  He is in fact the friend that was with our son the day he fell.  We tiptoed around each other … Continue reading

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Unsafe world

This journey will end when I end.   There is a subset of days in my journey that included my first born child, my son. That subset consists of 29 years and ended abruptly,tragically in an accident  for him while … Continue reading

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Finding our way

This is a journal of grief and coping.  There are spots of joy and laughter mixed in.  It is therapy for a broken heart. It is trying to find a familiar path in a world I no longer recognize.   … Continue reading

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