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The Breath of Life is a Touch from Heaven

Posted on April 11, 2019 - by Nina Impala

Our hearts continue beating no matter the sadness and visceral pain we experience when a love one dies. What else can our breathing do? Let me invite you to the space of the breath and only the breath. I know what you’re thinking: People say to you to just breathe, take a deep breath, and in the depths of grief, this sounds like it is no help at all. Yet, if we break it down and think of it as a connection to heaven, a prayer, a moment of grace, something much deeper is felt. Tapping into a wisdom […]

Celebration Service Brings Mother Solace

Posted on April 7, 2019 - by Shirley Wiles-Dickinson

My 40-year-old son, Jeff, passed away very unexpectedly on 12/13/2018. I thought my sister’s death was the worse thing I would ever go through. Then Jeff died. It is difficult to describe the feelings. Profound sadness and heartache beyond anything I have ever felt before. Recently, I thought about Jeff’s celebration of life. Jeff struggled with his beliefs so I knew he wouldn’t want a pastor that didn’t know him talking about him and his life. Jeff’s viewing was on 12/18 and the next morning he went out for cremation. We had the celebration on 12/19 with an empty urn […]

Bereaved Military Family Members and Veterans Invited to Participate in Grief Study

Posted on April 7, 2019 - by admin

Guest Column by Stephen J. Cozza, M.D Memorial Day is coming and our nation will pause to honor the service and sacrifice of our fallen military service members. Deaths in the decade after September 11, 2001 largely resulted from sudden and violent causes, including combat, accidents, and suicide. Even during peacetime, deaths in the military can often come unexpectedly and suddenly, taking young people in the prime of their lives. Those who grieve such losses shoulder a heavy burden. While most people can and do integrate loss into their lives and find joy again, some continue to suffer for years […]

Grief Through the Rearview Mirror

Posted on April 7, 2019 - by Tambre Leighn

This big, horrible thing happens. You lose the person with whom you chose to partner for the challenging, amazing, and, sometimes, scary thing called life. Each of us has our own unique experiences of the grieving process. Yet, it’s normal to feel like you have no idea how you’ll go on without them. Whether I like it or not, nearly twenty years after my husband’s death, I am living and breathing without him. I couldn’t imagine in the early days of losing him I would eventually have a life I could love again. It wasn’t easy. I needed to do […]

Well-Dressed Grief

Posted on March 22, 2019 - by Larry Patten

He was dressed for success. His suit was charcoal gray, shirt the blue of a perfect spring sky, both complimented by an elegant tie. Since the gentleman had just entered the room of a noon-time support group for those 55-and-over, I suspected he was coming from work. Or was he retired and always wore his Sunday best? My father, well into his eighties, frequently sported a button-down shirt and matching tie. Until dementia stole nearly everything about Dad, he might add a jacket to complete the look. Office bound or collecting pensions, some guys like to maintain appearances. I work […]

It’s Not Time That Heals Our Wounds

Posted on March 8, 2019 - by Annah Elizabeth

Time heals all wounds. The message has been passed down for centuries, used in memes, mimes, and has come out of many mouths from those who wish to offer another person encouragement and support. For some of us, this expression is a beacon of hope that keeps us clinging to life, maybe even getting out of bed or putting one proverbial foot in front of the other, day in and day out. For others, it is a razor-sharp knife that taunts our every, excruciatingly eternal, waking moment. Time… Minutes. Hours. Days. Months. Years… How can something as abstract as […]

Grief of Chronic Illness

Posted on March 4, 2019 - by Harriet Hodgson

After three bouts of living with an irregular, rapid heartbeat (atrial fibrillation), I was diagnosed with acute heart failure. Though I knew I was having heart problems, I didn’t think they were life-threatening. Heart failure was bad enough, but the word acute really bothered me. I wasn’t prepared for the emotions that surfaced in response to this diagnosis. For a day or two, I was in denial. Things couldn’t be that bad, could they? But a series of tests, including having a camera inserted in my throat to photograph my heart valves and cardio conversion—electric shock to restore my […]

Five Signs of Love’s Eternal Essence

Posted on February 25, 2019 - by Annah Elizabeth

Valentine’s Day has come and gone for millions of happy couples, friends, children, and parents who celebrate this Day of Love, but for countless people who have lost a special someone, pain continues to pull on their heart strings for what seems like an endless loop of days that merely exist as Before and After. Oh, how I remember the heart-and-gut-wrenching pain I felt after my firstborn died from unexpected delivery complications, and following two subsequent miscarriages. Love I would never be able to bestow upon children I had dreamt of since my own childhood…arms I would never feel […]

A Lonely Death in Palm Springs

Posted on February 22, 2019 - by Emily Kil

Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness. – Bishop Desmond Tutu Palm Springs. Frank Sinatra. Elizabeth Taylor. Liberace. Mickey Rooney. Bob Hope. Rock Hudson. Lauren Bacall. Marilyn Monroe. The name of the city, coupled with the legendary icons of Hollywood’s Golden Era, cements Palm Springs in the minds of people nearly everywhere as one of the most glamorous locations in the United States. Although the city is evolving, Palm Springs remains a tony, upscale community with few rivals in Southern California or the United States. With that all said, as is the […]

Suicide, Betrayal and Coming Home

Posted on February 18, 2019 - by Elaine Voci

“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, Love leaves a memory no one can steal.” an epitaph from a headstone in Ireland I stared at the plain paper note that had come in the mail. It was from Jack, my husband, and said simply, “It’s time for me to take off.” Enclosed in the envelope was a deposit slip showing that he had emptied his checking account and transferred the funds to a household account in both our names. Struggling to breathe, I phoned my adult son who lived nearby; he kept reminding me to “Breathe, Mom, breathe.” I […]