Something to Think About
a blog on end of life
Grief doesn’t follow a timeline or a set of stages. If you’ve ever questioned your feelings after a loss, you’re not alone—and nothing you’re feeling is wrong.
A reflection on the quiet, often overlooked work of grief—learning how to live as a “me” instead of a “we.” Through the story of “Pajama Sunday,” I share how new...
September 18th is the two year marker of my husband’s death. Do I say anniversary? It sounds rather celebratory to use that word...
Grief affects us all in one way or another.— the loss of a job, the loss of a friend, of a relationship, a physical death. We all carry the scars...
It has been almost six months since my husband of 62 years died. As an end of life educator I have taught about loss and grief, and even wrote a booklet about it. BUT...
Now I have to learn how to be a widow. How to create a new life, a new way of being. I am truly alone.
