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Why Am I So Angry?

My youngest curls up next to me, rubbing his little hand over my collarbone and my neck.  Eventually he starts touching my face.  “Please, knock that off,” I snap.   1,211 more words

The Real Days of Single Parenting After Suicide

I remember the moment I realized that from here on out I was all alone.  I was walking down the stairs, my children needed attention, and I felt heavy and tired.   1,422 more words

Where is God After Suicide?

“Mommy is my daddy in heaven? Or is he in hell?” my eight-year-old asks.  He pauses slightly.  “Sometimes I don’t know.”  He frowns and looks up at me expecting an answer.   566 more words

Talking About Grief

I thought I would share with you my recent interview for a morning radio program that radiates to the people of outback rural N.S.W. I was asked about various aspects of grief and the differences for men, women and children when they are experiencing grief. 57 more words


The Seasons of Pain

Snow is falling outside, dusting everything with powdery white fluff.  I’m wondering if the boys will want to play in it tomorrow.  Or at least, that’s what I was thinking of earlier.   733 more words

Thirty Days of Caemon--Day Five: Caemon's Story--Explaining the Impossible

When Caemon died, he had a number of peers who knew him, who knew he was sick and in the hospital, and the parents of these children–his cousins, his friends, even children he didn’t know–had to figure out how to tell their children about death in ways that they would understand but also in ways that wouldn’t scare them. 1,374 more words

Every Bedtime Routine Begins With Grief

This is a new thing, the crying.  At least the crying before bed.  You might read this and immediately think the tears come from not wanting to go to bed.   710 more words