Does Pain have a Purpose in My Grief?
Pain in our broken hearts is not bad. It has a purpose. When we pay attention to the pain and let it be our healing guide, the result is much better than if we run, numb, or resist it.
An Empty Chair, or Not
Without their son, Robbie, how could they step into Thanksgiving and survive? This year would be different, just the closest of their family was gathering. She was asked only to set the table. The rest of the family would bring the traditional menu. Right now, she is sure that making gravy would have been easier on her than setting the table. Robbie would not be sitting with them. What should she do? Set his place or not. The tears wouldn’t stop.
Authenticity, The ONE Big Key to Comforting Others
Be okay with their silence as they are searching for vocabulary to express the inexpressible. Her silence is not your cue to fill the space with your story, ideas or words.
The Death of a Hole, Grieving an Absentee Dad
Not all grief leaves a hole in our heart. Some reveal the hole that was there all along.
Grieving and Giving Thanks
To my friends who mourn during this season of giving thanks, I wonder if you are confused or wondering how to be with others right now. Do you find yourself trying to fit in by attempting to hide your grief? Possibly you are pushing others away and isolating yourself. Grieving during the holidays is just plain exhausting. Would it help if a grief coach could make a suggestion?
A Grief Cliché that is a Myth
As supporters of the grieving, we come alongside them with good intentions. We want them to feel better. And now we know that this cliché about time doesn’t work, but rather perpetrates a myth.
Grief is only Beginning when the Service Ends
It is critical for us to support our friends to grieve, even though it is painful. However, we are to come alongside them not to provoke or prevent their suffering but to support them through it. May the Spirit of Comfort guide you as you stay close to your grieving friend.
Memorial Day Tribute to Those who Grieve
As I think of the countless graves of servicemen and women and I simultaneously think of those of you who have survived your loved one’s death. You are the family, husband, wife, parent, child, and extended relatives who have tasted significantly the bitterness of sorrow in their absence. It is you, to whom I wish to honor and give tribute.
A Child Atop a Horse
She is a freer child because she sat on a horse, was honest with her feelings, and answered a few questions.