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one week
You might spend your days sifting through the sad details of how they died, but when the day is done you simply miss them. You can remember the good times, and even smile perhaps laugh. But when the...
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Inventory
I participate in an online chat with ” the Compassionate Friends”. We live in a small town and there is not a chapter here. There is a chat open every night for grieving parents to meet and talk...
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Insecure
Insecure. Not secure. I’ve often wondered about what we think is secure. There are structures and machines and implements we use every day, trusting that they will work. For the most part they do,...
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Spring Floods
The grief is rising like flood waters. It is threatening to engulf me. I look for my son everywhere. There is no safe place. I am watching others. They are in their own stream of pain and sorrow....
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Man of sorrows
Dear Son, I am a broken record when it comes to thoughts of you. They cycle around and around and always come back to the same hard place. I’m doing it, your dad is doing it, your sister is doing...
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Eleven Weeks
In eleven weeks we will experience the 2nd anniversary of our son’s death. That means we have been walking this path for ninety-three weeks. This week others started this journey. They are in shock....
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“less stuff”
I’ve got a lot of different trails to run down in my mind. Having been with my sisters for a couple of days, visiting relatives and revisiting memories makes you begin to examine your perception. It...
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Each in his own way
Is there sin in sorrow? I cannot fathom this could be believed in Christianity since Isaiah 53 says in the foreshadow of Christ that he is a man of sorrows. Yet in the world at times we who dwell in...
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Blessed are
I have spent every day for the past two years, five months and ten days figuring out how to make it through each of these days. I think I have done pretty well. I have stopped thinking about any of...
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Circling Back
Dear Son, I miss you so much. That seems to be the only thing to say. Five little words that describe a large part of every day. I don’t think those words adequately describe what I mean and it makes...
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