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The Grieving Child: More and More Questions

It’s been over five years since my husband took his own life. In harsher terms: since he put a gun to his temple. Sometimes I feel like when we say things like, “passed away” or “took his own life” or similar, we are smoothing over the violent edges of what really happened. 1,258 more words


I want everyone to leave me alone tonight. By everyone, I just mean the world, minus two little boys. I have been saying “mine” in regards to them, but tonight I’m reminded that they’re a product of two people. 399 more words

He Just Died and I Can't Function

The days are dragging and I can’t breathe. My husband is gone and the world is still turning. I’ve entered a Twilight Zone, a place that makes no sense. 556 more words

I Never Dream of Him

My oldest son is eight-years-old. In just a few days he’ll be turning nine. Another year, another birthday that his father doesn’t get to celebrate with him. 557 more words

Children's Grief Awareness Week UK

Last week I wrote a blog post about Emma’s struggles as a bereaved sister and Vicky, a bereaved mummy and friend, commented with information about Children’s Grief Awareness Week in the UK. 1,583 more words


Watch Out, the World is Judging

Oh, what an awful way to feel.  As if the eyes of the world are on you and nothing you do is adequate enough.

I’m called combative.   416 more words

Lunch and Tears

The boys aresitting around the computer watching a Netflix show. Movies and cartoons are left for weekends only. It’s Saturday and they’re excited to watch something called Ant Boy. 500 more words