Grief Brings Up Old Grief

So far, I haven’t said anything about Robin Williams’ death because I haven’t had much to add. But after reading a few awesome blog posts today, I found myself thinking about this whole idea of public grief and what we choose to do with it. Brene Brown’s post (Choose Courage) got me thinking about how […]

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Creating Community After a Loved One’s Loss

This morning, a local hospice (Family Hospice) organized a memorial butterfly release to honor our deceased. I went because I liked the symbolism of the butterfly’s transformation, and also because I liked the idea of publicly honoring my mother with a group of other mourners. The event offered a kind of community that I’d desperately […]

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Ways to Remember Your Loved One

One of the things I’ve found especially difficult around the holidays is figuring out how to remember or talk about my mother. I’d begun to notice that some folks were more receptive to hearing about her than others, and after a while, I stopped talking about my mother in order to make people feel more […]

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Why is This Change of Seasons So Hard?

Now that we’re squarely into fall, I’ve begun to realize just how hard I’ve found this change of seasons to be. Everywhere I turn, I’m reminded by death and dying; the leaves are changing colors, the last of the plants have begun to wither. This weekend, they’ve forecasted snow. What is it about the change […]

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Giving Ourselves Permission

It’s been eight months since my mom passed away and one of the things I still struggle most with is giving myself permission to a) feel my grief when it comes up and b) do whatever it is I need to do to take care of myself. I often find myself stuffing my sadness in […]

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The Culture of Grief

As the child of Yugoslav immigrants, I grew up keenly aware of death. Perhaps this was because a few of my Yugoslav relatives lived on farms, and some of my earliest memories involved animals being killed for food. Or perhaps it was because death seemed to chase me during my childhood, following me wherever I […]

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