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by Beth White If I could kiss Heaven I would. I would attach my wings and fly high in the sky. Effortlessly into the most glorious golden light. To kiss My Golden Girl. My Emmie. To see her with delight. I wish I could visit, just for the wonder of sight. Of that place. Of …

Autumn is upon us.  There is something about this time of year.  Whether or not this season brings you specific grief anniversaries or difficult days, there is something about the air getting cooler and the leaves beginning to change that seems to highlight the bittersweet cycle of life.  After months of basking in the summer …

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by David Hommel Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling into at night. I miss you like hell. – Edna St. Vincent Millay  

by LaNelia Ramette Although it has been seven years since my son died, I still remember how I felt the first year after his death. I didn’t think I would ever see light at the end of the tunnel of grief. When I read an article about using photography as an expression of grief, this photograph I recently …