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Grief can be very overwhelming and it leaves us with feeling of helplessness.

The first year of my son's passing was a time of going from shock to unbearable pain to intense anger and back to shock. I became obsessed with having to know every detail of Joey's sudden death. Every moment had to be accounted for; every fine point regardless of how hard to hear had to be processed and listed. I don't know why I did this.

You want to help a grieving friend, but don’t know what to do. I understand your predicament because I’ve “been there.” Comforting a bereaved person can be a challenge. My husband and I learned what to do after we experienced multiple losses. We learned what works and what doesn’t. The most important thing we learned is that small gestures can provide immense comfort.

As we wander through this world
Life has so many things in store
Sometimes we feel we can’t go on
Like we just can’t take anymore
But, on the darkest of our days...
There is a light that still shines bright
It keeps us going through our days
And watches over us as night

About a month after my son Joey passed, I woke early on a Sunday morning to find I had knocked a booklet of pictures off my nightstand. I am not good at putting pictures in albums.

"I'm not the same person. Neither is Dave. Who am I now? Who are we?" asked Alexandra.

Do they see me cry from Heaven? Does it make them sad to see me cry? Someone told me that my loved ones in Heaven are held back by my grief, is this true? These are questions that I am often asked by clients and I wanted to take a moment to touch upon this subject for those of you who also have the same questions.

In the beginning there were two officers at my door. They were telling me my Joey had died in a sudden death accident early that morning. I explained to them that couldn't be as I rushed about the room collecting Joey's pictures and debate awards. Of course he's alive "see".