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"I'm tired all the time. I can barely put one foot in front of the other. Bruce is the same way. Exhaustion has become a way of life," Carla said....Comments
I have written many articles with the intention of healing those whom read them. This article has that very intention as well. If anything written within this article challenges your Faith or Beliefs, please know that is never my intention. I am absolutely respectful of the Faith and Beliefs of others.
I believe that our lives here on Earth are PreWritten by us with...Comments
I think that at funeral homes and hospitals there should be pamphlets in the waiting areas and lobbies on what should never be said to a parent who has lost a child, whether it’s an unborn baby, an infant, a toddler, a teen, or an adult child. I have found many articles on this subject online, but I have never...
We just bought a new house. It's bigger and better than the one we're living in. Yes, we're thankful and happy. Yet, a part of us is sad. It's always like this since we lost our dad and our...Comments
“This isn’t happening! This can’t be real!” Carla said, as she sat in the family area outside the Emergency Room.
“One moment she’s here. The next, she’s gone. How can this be?” she asked...Comments
When we lose someone we love, we expect to feel sad. Even years before their passing if we took a moment to contemplate what life would be like without them, we could have correctly predicted the sadness and...Comments
I cannot tell you how many times I’ve heard…
“I don’t know how you do it.”
“I would go crazy if I were you.”
You were his before you were mine,
Who knew we were on borrowed time.
Like sand through an hour glass,
It wasn't long enough you went too fast.
When I thought of us I saw forever,
That wasn't in Gods plans however.
Five months two weeks six days together,
My time passed with you couldn't have been...
A mother to an Angel, What does that mean?
To live a life with your child never to again be seen.
To have your heart ripped to shreds,
To live each day wishing I were dead.
To never be whole again,
To have this eternal lifelong pain.
To never know the answer why,
To pass the day and only cry.
During the holidays my wife and I were having a discussion about our Being With Grief meetup group. We started this group over a year ago and now have over 60 members. That number tells us there are a lot of people out there who recognize that they are suffering and grieving for one reason or another. Yet, only a handful of those people actually show up at each meeting.