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It’s the middle of the night. The house is dark and quiet. It’s happened before. The memories of the death come creeping in. You relive...

“Hazel Smyth was waiting for Madeleine to come home. Each footfall, each creek of the floorboards, each turn of the knob was her. Then...

I can think of three people in my life that I love even though they no longer live. Death has removed them from this earth. The knowledge...

I was reading a book the other day written by Rolf Gates, Meditations on Intention and Being (Anchor Books 2015). He was discussing why...

I shared with you a few weeks ago about a virtual retreat. With permission, I am able to invite you to my session on the retreat. How to...

“When you lose someone you love, grief will take up residence in your life; and that is okay. It’s there to be felt in all its horrible...

“He’s in a better place.”. Over and over, I heard visitors repeat this phrase to the young grieving widow. Each time it was like someone...

“Your grief will fade over time.”, “Time heals all wounds.” These phrases insinuate that over time your grief will become non- existent...

Wednesday. The middle of the week, three days before and three days after. When we were children in school, Wednesday became the turning...

At least we have the memories. Memories, those snippets of everyday life that we relive at any moment. Memories, those big events we...

Has this ever happened to you? You are going about your day, doing whatever it is that you do, all of a sudden you get a whiff of a scent...

The photo sat on the bedside table for years. She dusted the frame, fondly remembering the day it was taken. The innocent young girl, so...

A peak into the Grief In Life workbook: Death has knocked me down and I can’t get up. The funeral is over. I’ve taken my bereavement days...

There is a poem that was often read at the funerals I directed. This poem was titled, The Dash. The poem is about the dates that are...

I was jolted out of a deep sleep at 3:00am. One ring, two rings, I rolled over, flipped on the light and answered the phone all before...

Death, whether it was an anticipated event due to age or illness or whether it came as an unexpected event that caused cataclysmic chaos;...

I was walking through a street market the other day. At one of the vendor booths sat a lady on a stool. She didn’t notice the shoppers...

Grief hits you out of the blue. Seemingly from nowhere, a wave of grief washes over you. You have no choice but to ride the wave until it...

“The present is a moment that we often occupy unmindfully. We often use it to simply bridge the gap between our memories and our hopes.”...

The early days, weeks and months of grief are messy. There are no two ways about it. You may choose other ways to describe grief, but for...