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There are many ways to refer to mourning. There are the waves of grief, the stages, the levels and the layers. It's a cycle. It's a process. It creates a pot of tear soup. Analogies may fail, and everyone is different, but this is how it has felt to me... Sometimes grief feels like two…
Continue reading ➞ Sometimes Grief
I used to call them "grief contractions," the whole-body tightening that would happen when I saw a picture of Eric, or heard a song we had loved together, or remembered a memory we had shared. At first, the pain was acute and deep. I lost my train of thought as well as my breath. It…
Continue reading ➞ Waves Of Grief
The Ripple Effects of Love and Loss Have you ever dropped a rock into a body of water? The rock sinks, but the impact on the surface of the water is this ripple effect... one layer creates another, and they flow one after the other in a perfect circle around the entry point of that…
Continue reading ➞ Secondary Losses: Hopes & Dreams
Sometimes tragedy shakes the structure of life so completely that nothing looks the same when the dust settles. When my life-altering, pivot-point tragedy occurred, I never could have imagined all of the ways that I would change as a result of it. Though the very deepest parts of my identity did not change; my value, my worth, and the meaning of my existence... I am certainly not the same person I once was.
Rayford Story 