Words for the Journey

As you spend your time looking down at the ground you will find that the world does not cease to pass you by.  As you spend your time looking at the ground you will feel alone.  I know it hurts to loose a loved one.  I know the pain you feel as I have felt it.  I also know how much beauty exists in this world that surrounds us.  I know that the reason that we are here o

After 15 years of advocacy and work in peer support and training as a survivor of suicide loss, I am pleased to announce that I -- and a dozen of my colleagues on a blue-ribbon task force* -- have completed a historic document, Responding to Grief, Trauma, and Distress After a Suicide: U.S.

I’m watching you from HeavenAnd I see you’re crying tearsYou know a smile is all I ask of youPlease remember all my yearsI’m watching you from heavenFrom a place of pure sweet loveThere is no reason to forgive youThere is no sorrow up aboveI’m watching you from HeavenPlease let go of guilt and pain

Dear God,My life is upside down; the order of the world seems out of place and I am trying desperately to right it again. Oh, Lord, You know the pain in my heart at all times, and You know why. My child now spends his birthdays, Thanksgivings, Christmases and Easters in Your arms.  But now it's approaching another Mother's Day without him, and I need your help here. 

Coming to terms with a new life we never wanted is hard. So many losses pile up as the weeks and months pass. Loss of our loved ones, loss of self, loss of the living. The one I struggle with now and have from the first night is loss of that feeling of being safe. You lock your doors and check your windows at night and feel that you are safely tucked inside your world, your life, your home.

Yes Men  do CryMany will relate to my journey of grieving and yes many may still be struggling or trying to cope. We do put on facade even years later as we don’t want you to have to worry. There is more to grieving than it just being a word that we think we understand. Grieving a step into the unknown.

“I know this is going sound a little crazy, but I would never have thought grief was so emotional,” Sophia whispered.I smiled. Sophia smiled too, and then giggled.“That felt good,” she sighed. “But seriously, my emotions are over the top and all over the place. What do I do with them?”Good question. 

                                     

I would give anything for one more day with you. Just to feel the warmth of your gentle touch.What I would give just to hear your voice, the joy in your contagious laughter, and never dull stories.What I would give to have you sitting in your chair asking "What's cooking? It sure smells mighty good" 

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