grief
Grief is a natural and healthy response to death and loss of all kinds. Learn how to cope with the emotional pain, move forward and reclaim your happiness.
My 5 Time Cancer Surviving Hero! A Miracle Story!
My mother has been a phenomenal mom from as far back as I can remember; approximately the age of 2. She and my father met through my mother’s brother. My father and her brother were best friends. My mother was 16 at the time and lived in a very abusive household. She and my father magically clicked and back then was her knight in shining armor. His mother loved my mother and they got along wonderfully. In fact, my grandmother even before my parents got married, told my parents they better name their first child Sadie after her. It was the English translation of her name Severina. My grandmother was sadly ill at the young age of 50 and while she was able to see them get married at the young ages of 18 and 22; she was unable to witness my being born 2 years later. My parents did honor her wishes and named me Sadie however; which was a beautiful tribute to her. Shortly after that, less than 2 years later my other brother was born. My parents, while always loving each other; were very young and divorced when I was 4.
By Sadie Colucci5 years ago in Longevity
Grief may affect your appetite in several ways
Grieving is a process that is not one-size-fits-all but it can affect your appetite. When I got the news that my brother drowned in 1993, I went 24 hours without eating anything except half of a Kentucky Fried Chicken biscuit. I was in shock and had no appetite but eventually, I began eating normally again. The death of my husband of 40 years also affected my appetite but in different ways. At first, I did not have a desire to eat and family and friends kept telling me that I should. For the first week, I felt as if I had eaten a huge meal and was never hungry. I did force myself to drink water, juice, and eat a little but I could not consume food as I did previously.
By Cheryl E Preston5 years ago in Longevity
A Yogis View on Grief
A Yogis view on Grief - Mental Health, Wellbeing Going through a difficult loss & grieving a loved one, can be one of the hardest most challenging things you will ever go through. It is one of life's, most hidden emotions and now more than ever we maybe finding that many of us are grieving what 2020 did to us, and or who it may have taken along the way.
By The Private Yogi5 years ago in Longevity
Those Stages of Grief Everyone’s Been Talking About
It’s weird when you suddenly notice in your own behaviour something as “cliché” as the famous “Five Stages of Grief”. I say “cliché” becomes I’ve heard about these so often from popular culture, books, and movies that it seems more like an narrative invention than something that could affect me so deeply.
By Erica Ball5 years ago in Longevity
Death or Life
Death. It’s such a deafening word that needs no introduction. Just hearing the word death elicits emotions from people. Did it make you think of someone? Did it cause you to feel uncomfortable? It’s sad. People never recover from it; and losing someone you love to death is the ultimate tragedy. Because no one tells you it will randomly creep up on you and you’ll just start bawling in the middle of watching a movie or when you’re trying to eat dinner. Or worst, in a grocery store where onlookers stare at you in embarrassment. It’s hard to imagine a beautiful life who shaped yours so much is now gone from the world. It’s not fair. It sucks. But more importantly, it’s the memories with this cherished person who you will never get to hold again or see again that eats at you.
By Pamela Vang5 years ago in Longevity
For Barb
"Good morning!" I said the my favorite patient, Mrs. Anthony. It was December 22, 2020. I felt so bad she would have to be away from her family during the holidays, alone in the cold, stark room with only a single window looking to the outside world.
By susannah harris5 years ago in Longevity
Downfalls High (Real Experience)
The year was 2007. I was a typical fifteen year old girl. I went to school, I hung out with my two best friends Kyle and Stephanie every day, and my life was on the right track. In the summer of 2007 the three of us were inseparable. Stephanie and I were friends since we were ten. I met Kyle when I was twelve years old. We had lost contact with Kyle for a few years up until High School. We had reunited and became the Three Musketeers. Nobody could come between the three of us.
By Rebecca Loretta Arbic5 years ago in Longevity
