Grief Brain

Grief Brain. It’s real. Here’s my story. About ten months after The Accident, Ron and I were traveling and scheduled a night in Hot Springs. We planned to go to the While We’re Waiting Support Group Meeting. We live six hours away in Texas. This was Ron’s first time. I’d driven over for a prior…

Surviving Sorrow

In the past twenty-four hours I’ve received calls from two friends who wanted to talk about how to love a grieving mom. One has a friend who lost her unborn baby last week. The other is loving a mom who’s son took his own life over the weekend. It’s not unusual for us who’ve experienced…

Our Seventh Thanksgiving

Our seventh Thanksgiving without Andrew. I miss him. I still have days when the grief takes my breath away. But those days are rare and far between. The missing is more of a dull ache than searing pain. His name is mentioned. His siblings remember. His friends remember. We remember. But even if no one…

Grateful for Grief

I wrote this to a friend earlier today. He was my son’s friend. He is now my friend. And he’s grieving the loss of yet another friend. I thought I’d share it with you. Are you grateful for the grief and trials in your life? If so, why? Please share in the comments.

Dancing

A few months after The Accident that took my twenty-year-old son’s life, I had a series of dreams. In the first one Andrew was dancing before the Throne. (He was a professional dancer when he died.) There was a bright spotlight on him. My view was a closeup of him dancing though I could tell…