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Grief Confusion - When We Don't Know Which Way is Up

"I don't know which end is up. I'm so confused," Donna said.

The Letter Every Caregiver Should Write

The Letter Every Caregiver Should Write

Helping Others By Sharing Stories

This weekend I was invited to speak at the Read more

Scattered Truths, Eights Years Later

1. He doesn't want me at the grave. 
My senses arrest
whenever I go. 
I don't understand.

To You on the One Year

Good morning, my love. It's been one year since you earned your wings. I know so little of your last few hours. I know you woke up early to do yard work.

Please Be Patient, I'm Grieving

 Grief hurts.  It’s tough to go through, and painful to watch.

One or both of the following is true about almost all of us almost all of the time:

A New Day

Spring awakens with the dawn of a new day. A new day that I get up and try to feel for my existence. It doesn't come. I'm here but I am not. Twenty eight months. I've come a long way but yet not so far. My needs are small in comparison but simplistically impossible. I want to see your beautiful face. Your twinkling eyes. Your quirky smile.

The Season Has Ended (The Dream)

The season has ended. Blossoms of purples and whites fill my sight. I pass through the fields of heather and look beyond the sea. A peacefulness settles in the misty dew surrounding my body and filling my senses. I am with someone. A beautiful feeling of pure and abundant love emanates sparkles of light that reach deep within my soul. It is my son. He reaches for my hand and helps me up.

I Miss Your Beautiful Smile

I Miss Your Beautiful Smile

 

I miss your beautiful smile,

The one that lights the room,

That twinkle in your eyes,

That melts our hearts,

And makes the girls swoon.

 

Your gone too soon,

The candle still burns,

A flicker of light,

Is left undisturbed.

 

Peace be with you,

And us below,

A Place

A Place

 

Coming to a place

Filled with love and life

Echoes fill my head

The light is brilliantly bright

 

Surrounded by my loves

Gives me peace of mind

But recovery is treacherous

And bleeds my soul, I find

 

Whirlwind appointments

Leave their marks on me

The clutches of disappointments

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