I think it was one of the hardest times of my life. It was a loss. Like something had been sucked out of my heart. Something that could not be replaced by anything known to man. It was the loss of a still to be born child. I still […]
Grief & Loss
Stuck in the quicksand of estrangement? Discover how one mother moved from the agony of ambiguous grief to a miraculous relationship renewal. This is a guest post by Peggy Phillips who wrote Coping with Ambiguous Loss by Estrangement After my son went no contact, the quicksand of estrangement engulfed every part […]
I Can’t Take the Pain Away I can’t take the pain away I don’t have a magic wand I don’t have a time travel machine To wish us back to nought It’s the clugginess Of this earth bound clay That grips around the soul One day, we know not when […]
Something was wrapped over them. A shroud. But there is a waiting to be found and a rich party to one day be found. There was something draped over them, or at least that was it felt like. A shroud. What’s a shroud? It’s something that envelopes or obscures. […]
I never saw it coming -the cataclysmic argument that triggered my adult son to estrange me three years ago. I might never see it end -the suffering of ambiguous loss of the relationship without closure. Coined by family therapist Pauline Boss, Ph.D., 40 years ago, ambiguous loss refers to unresolved […]
The tears start to form and flow, but who will wipe away my tears? A soft and gentle hand comes with tenderness to the pain. I could feel them start to congregate right in the corners of my eyes. They were coming together, and I had no control over them. […]
Grief is hard, but grieving alone can be a torment of anguish, so we sit with the broken; we are silent and Shiva to the tears. When my father cried loud and hard, I experienced a kind of solidarity in my grief. A child had died, and a funeral was […]
It can be so easy to lose hope. But when we ask, ‘How is it with your soul?’ an opportunity opens to journey to know wellness. ‘How are you?’ they asked. My response was polite, and I said that I was okay. They repeated the question. They wanted to know […]