I Miss Your Voice
The human voice is powerful. Our ears are attuned to the pitch and cadence of the voices of those we love. We hear them in our hearts and our dreams.
The human voice is powerful. Our ears are attuned to the pitch and cadence of the voices of those we love. We hear them in our hearts and our dreams.
Hey You, it’s me in Heaven
And I’m here to say Hello
I didn’t get to say goodbye
Before I had to go
I want to let you know that...
I am here, just at your side
Just look to your left shoulder
When someone dies, we lose not only them, but many things attached to them. The losses can pile up quickly.
People are us how we're doing. How are we supposed to answer that one? "I'm fine," is a typical response, even though that might be the opposite of how we feel.
Grief is exhausting. Missing someone can be incredibly draining. Everything seems like a solo climb of Mount Everest.
When we get hit by loss, our entire being feels the shock. We can feel like we're somehow disappearing, like shadows in the night.
Some losses change everything. We're not the same people we used to be. How could we be?
From the Grieving Heart: