Are You Safe?
The first time I heard these words, "Are you safe?," it wasn't long after Tim died. I really didn't understand what that mean't. Was I safe with my husband,? my family? my friends?" Of course I was safe with them. Then one day, about a year after my son died, that phrase had meaning. It meant, was I safe with myself. Sad to say, the answer was no. I was not safe with myself.
People Don't Get It
When loss hits, life changes. This includes our relationships. So often, the people arond us don't understrand. We can feel rejected, invisible, and alone.
Keys (Poem)
We pass these keys, to cease this journey
Our mind freezes, admiring the ceilings
Concealing these feelings of loss
Seemingly tossed inside a soulless world
Never taught how to sew the hurt
Yes, life is a tough tour
Although, we seek guides to countour
This maze which consumes the brain
Understanding and Managing Grief, August 19 - August 25 2018
Podcasts That Speak Your Grief, http://j.mp/2nY0zwB « Ohio's Hospice of Dayton
How Much More am I Going to Lose?
When someone dies, we lose not only them, but many things attached to them. The losses can pile up quickly.
Friendship (Poem)
Smooth flows, smooth flows, there’s no place for more foes
Searching for love in the wrong places, we propose to our roads
Share goals, share gold, that’s how deep the love goes
Every week we see ghosts, so many are fake close
Hatred switches sides like basketball teams, straight after half-time
