Symbols


by Carole Ross This is how I feel, surrounded by hardness – the hard things I must face, the hard things I must do. Perhaps you already knew that grief stacks upon grief. I learned through my GriefShare group that if you don’t properly grieve a loss, the next loss you experience will be even harder. …

Litsa and I typically identify as pessimistically optimistic, which I guess means that our glasses are half empty but we see the potential for them to be refilled. Anyway. We’ll readily admit that we find ourselves distracted by the negative more often than we’d like.  We’re definitely prone to complaining and commiserating, but there always comes a point …

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by Tish Reed She still wears her ring.   13 years ago this December, my Dad lost his battle with cancer. When he was diagnosed, he asked for only two things – to see my sister get married and to celebrate his 50th wedding anniversary. He accomplished those two things and just a short month …

by Cayci Jai Lefebvre I remember waking up on a cold November morning and rolling over to a voicemail. “Poppy just had a heart attack, you need to come to the hospital” I’ve never jumped out of bed so fast in my entire life. My whole body started to shake and my breath shortened as I …

by Kara Phernetton  At some point in the last few weeks of my uncle’s life I had stopped praying that he would be healed from the cancer that was taking his life, and started to pray that he would just fall asleep. I knew at that point it was time for me to say my …

by Christian Morgan Standing in the in the room where she died. Looking at her childhood bed, which was also mine. Holding her shirt. I’m reminded again of the day 23 years ago when my world changed forever. Her voice is long forgotten. Memories are scarce. But she lives on through me – her daughter. …