Grief And Loss

By Timna Sheffey This will be different from my previous posts. While chronicling my grieving process, I have not allowed myself to “go there.” I have not allowed myself to express the questions and thoughts that have been plaguing me all this time when trying to understand why my youngest…

Grief is a profound and natural response to loss, a journey that touches the depths of our hearts. As a Death Doula, I understand intimately grief. I have set with it with so many clients. Grief happens when there is loss, not just death. I I like to say that…

Your memory is alive. How can it not be? You’re everywhere. The random breeze I feel in the cool air. A cardinal singing from a tree branch, glancing down at me, watching over me as I live out another day in an existence I question more than ever before. You’re…

I still remember that bright, sunny, spring Saturday. Or at least, I think it was spring–it was cold enough for Mom to decide that I still needed a winter coat. I remember the near cloudless skies because it felt like a day I should have been happy — but wasn’t…

I am excited that my memoir is once more out in the world. Here is the opening to the newly reprinted book. Prologue The ancient Egyptians had a story in which a hero named Seth destroyed the dragon Apophis. It was thought that Apophis commanded an army of demons that…

I like to think about what could have been Imagine you dancing around our kitchen Singing off key to our favorite song Smile brightly when you see my messy hair And kiss me even with my morning breath Imagine us out at night on a picnic date Staring up into the sky at the stars Drawing ridiculous pictures playing connect the dots Just to hear and see each other laugh and smile. Imagine laying in our bed and you hogging all the sheets

They say the best way to deal with grief is to get over it with time. To watch it fade away into nothingness, little by little. But personally speaking, as someone who has lost at least three significant people in a decade, I think one never gets over a loss…

I talked to a friend about my brother’s death today, and I didn’t cry. For so long, I was afraid to mention him or my grief because I didn’t want anyone to see me crack, to know how truly broken I was — I am. So, I hid. I left…

A Symbol Of Loss — How A Dying Rose Reminds Me That I Am Still Grieving I saw a flower today that looked very sad. It made me think about the loneliness that I lost my gran many years ago. It made me realize that the grief was still there and that flowers grieve too. It brought many hidden feelings to the surface. I went to…