Learning To Live With Grief And Loss ..By Patricia Mealer
Here it is again. The anniversary of his passing. Bittersweet November. The first snowfall I can’t help but think of Konnor, he passed the day after that first snowfall of 2015. A blizzard, then a stillness. A quiet I will never forget as I made my way to the hospital that dreadful day. The only […]
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We really just want to be seen and we just want to be heard.
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I continue to learn and grow as this new person I have become, a griever making my re-entry back into life among those untouched by loss. In adjusting to the new me I have come to accept things about myself that at first I assumed were temporary. I now know that I am permanently changed. […]
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I can’t let go, so I remember. Because remembering is all I have left.
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There are personal spaces where grievers feel safe and secure enough to expose our open wounds. Within these spaces we express our raw, ravaged souls. We grieve alone, hidden in the safety of these places where no one can see us. These private, some not so private places were and still are inescapable. Whether encapsulated […]
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Putting yourself back together after the loss of a loved one is a timeless process. Grief is a journey without an end. Yes, grief is yielding. It does eventually become less painful, the mercy of time easing to an ache. Although the gut-wrenching agony has passed, who we were and who we are now is […]
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“Whenever we suffer a physical or emotional trauma, it is said that a part of our soul flees the body in order to survive the experience. With every cut and wound, our essence and vitality grows weaker. This process is called soul loss.“ It is no wonder I have struggled to feel complete since the loss […]
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I hold a secret desire that wishes could come true. I keep many wishes deep within my heart. I whisper them late at night when the stars are shining bright with the hope they will be heard. I want to possess the secret lamp that I can rub and make all my wishes come true… […]
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I sat at the table with my hands folded under my chin. There was family talking and moving throughout the room. I sensed his presence before I saw him. Turning in his direction I watched his form move toward me. He walked slowly, head down, staring at the plate of cupcakes he was carrying. My […]
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It was at the request of Konnor’s mother (my daughter) and his father that the theme of his wake be not a goodbye but an “until we meet again.” The very thought of never being united, touching him or laying eyes upon him again was too much to bear. I have not applied this concept […]
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