Joy after LossAlek and I escaped to southern Spain again this winter. It was the fourth anniversary of Anton's death just before Christmas. One January...
Words of HopeI have often found others' words to be of comfort along my grief journey, and I thought I would share a few of the pieces that have...
AngerLike you, I don't deserve to be a bereaved parent (sibling/grandparent/relative/friend). I was and am a good mum. I always loved my...
Continuing BondsYour green eyes are steady and clear. Loving, giving Living. So alive. So full of life. Were you talking? Did I stop listening? What did...