grief

Losing a family member is one of the most traumatic life events; Families must support one another to endure the five stages of grief and get through it together.

Be Kind, Rewind
Memories can be a tricky thing. We are so quick to decide what to pick and choose to keep and what to let go, but the brain doesn’t always allow you such kindness. We are cursed for forgetting the most important joyful little moments that shape us. We are cursed even more so for remembering the most important small tragedies that define us. I am personally cursed when it comes to memory.
By Nina Amaral4 years ago in Families
Grief
My heart soul body and mind are filled with regret. I know there’s no reason to feel regret and I know there was nothing that could be done. Your body and mind were tired of wrestling with the demons of mental illness, that’s okay.
By CD4 years ago in Families
Understanding Sunsets
She told me she remembered sunsets. The colors splayed across the sky in a dizzying kaleidoscope. Sunsets told her she wasn't inside the house. Walls taller than her blocked her view of the sun sinking into slumber. She could never walk home. There wasn't a house she'd give that name to just yet. For now, there was only a building encasing her sisters and her aunt while they slept.
By Julian Gonzalez4 years ago in Families
Barren
I looked out the window and watched the rain hit the glass slowly. The sky was crying an ugly cry. The kind of cry I needed to release. My heart was heavy with the news I had just received. Earlier today my doctor told me I was infertile. I sat in the chair just staring back at her as if she couldn’t see me. She started explaining prodcedures, going over my lab reports and discussing infertility treatment but I was already in another place. I couldn’t let the tears leave my eyes for some reason. My face was just still. My jaws locked and I couldn’t speak. I honestly didn’t know if I was breathing anymore, I was certain she could see my blank stare. Physically I was there, but mentally I wasn’t sure I was comprehending. It was only after 10 minutes and her repeatedly saying my name, that I got up and left the room.
By Erianna Gilliam4 years ago in Families
A journey to Islam
Death of loved ones can be consoled because we know it's natures' rule that nobody stays forever with us. Everyone one day leaves us, But it's so heart pounding when some alive person leaves us when we need them the most even than our lives.
By javaria hassan4 years ago in Families
The Story of a Young Sprite
I got in to my room and opened the window, as usual. But that day was unusual, the view has changed. A 16-year-old young girl, named Anne, has lightened the street with her innocent nature.
By Shahzad Baluch4 years ago in Families
Dying From the Inside Out
My father is not a real person anymore. When his friend Bobby calls me to talk about him, he tells me about my father’s concerns, unconcerned. And he tells me that the person he really feels sorry for is his wife. His wife is dying of a kidney disease and so my father sees her same Chinese speaking kidney specialist for his brain. Because he can't be cured. And it wouldn't really matter if he saw a plumber or the best neurologist in the world. The outcome would be the same.
By K.M. Green4 years ago in Families
In Loving Memory
Every person that we come in contact with will eventually leave us. Some of them will be more important than others, and their losses may hit harder as a result. For others, we may only know in passing, and yet still remain saddened and grief stricken when their time, too, comes to be. For all of us, one day, this will inevitably happen. It is what it is, the way of life.
By J. Lee4 years ago in Families
To the Other Side Without You
The river of grief is raging, deep and wide. We're all caught in it, floundering to get to the other side. Some are swimming hard but spent from the effort,
By Pam Reeder4 years ago in Families
Tom
It’s 3 am on September 28, 2021. I am crying in the passenger seat of my boyfriend’s car as we deliver newspapers. It has only been a few hours since we heard of Tom’s passing. We are both in shock, even though it makes little sense for us to be. Neither of us knew Tom personally and yet there is a grief in our car that cannot be ignored or denied.
By sleepy drafts4 years ago in Families
The day superman cried
I remember it like it was yesterday, it's only gotten a little blurry. This chain of events that changed my life and I'm sure a few more. I got there and waddled inside. "Mom, I'm so tired of being pregnant". She turned smiled and gave me a quick squeeze, "sit down, put your feet up". I did as she said but looked at her suspiciously. She hands me her phone as she starts to explain " I have my procedure tomorrow, I can't take my phone. Last time I left it with Michele she went over on the minutes and it cost me two hundred dollars. So emergency calls only until after 7pm, you can two- way your dad if you need anything. Please listen for it, he ran out of gas last week and I had to save him." I could tell she is nervous, I had some how completely forgotten about her appointment. My mom wasn't the nervous type, she handled everything. I'm sitting there 9 months pregnant, feet on the table, just staring at her. She glanced at me to try to get a read. Then she continued " your aunt Lisa is taking me in, I should be home tomorrow night. When you get out of work I need you to swing by and get dinner going for your dad. Just get the stuff out of the freezer and get it going in the crockpot. It should be done when he gets home. I'll have Lisa let you know how it went and when to expect me home so you can tell your dad." I hadn't said a word, I was as content as a pig in mud. It was hot out they had air conditioning, I just worked another 10 hour shift on my feet. My toes looked like sausages, my feet were throbbing and I still couldn't remember what this procedure was for. She looked at me waiting for some kind of response. So I rubbed my baby belly and asked " remind me again what this one is for, your done with your foot surgeries right?" She laughed, and started rubbing my belly, she liked to wake him up so she could see him move around. She said " I thought for sure I told you, but this was for that spot on my lung, shop Doctor did an xray and found it". I said " no, I hadn't heard that, last I knew the doctor said it was bronchitis and gave you an inhaler". So now we are looking at each other. I said " I'm sure I would have remembered this one. Did you already tell Jared?" She said " I really thought that I told you. No I didn't tell your brother I didn't want anything to be misconstrued with Michele. You know she will make more out of it than what it is. My doctor gave me the inhaler before your dad and I went on vacation. It's been 2 months and I'm still coughing. Lisa made me go the shop Doctor and they did an xray and found a spot. The appointment tomorrow is to do a biopsy to see what it is. It's an outpatient procedure so Lisa is taking me. That way your dad doesn't have to sit up there and wait." I don't know, she seemed okay telling me. She seemed less nervous now.
By Jessica Barber4 years ago in Families
Moo Cow Henry. Top Story - September 2021.
They say as we age we don’t leave our younger selves behind, but that the selves that we were just have layers of years and experience added to the mix. So when the 60 something women I knew in my 20’s said, ‘you know I don’t feel 60- I still feel like I’m 20 inside’' they meant the 20 year old still lives on just in an older body and with a little more wisdom. I recall politely validating their observation nodding in agreement, yet callously thinking they should look in a mirror.
By PK Brannon4 years ago in Families