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The pain of my childhood loss became something I could no longer deny, and I made a vow to turn my own life-long struggle to learn how to live with grief and loss into lessons that would guide the rest of my life.
I always openly address grief, dying, and grieving in my classroom. Between the many deaths in literature and the persistent grief and melancholia in poetry, it's a subject that weaves itself easily into an English class.
Too often, we define ourselves by our jobs in this world: "I work at X," "I'm so and so's mother, ____'s wife." But when those relationships have expired, matured or evaporated, what's left?
One year and three chemotherapy treatments later, she still has a wicked sense of humor, albeit a slowed-down delivery. And although only a tuft of hair has grown back, she is still beautiful.
Like Mary Richardson Kennedy appears to have been, Delia was a beloved person who died too young from terminal depression. It can happen to anyone. Even those who seem to have it all.
In her new book, Jai Pausch chronicles the profound challenges that she and her family faced as Randy succumbed to cancer. Pausch speaks for millions in describing how she managed her role of caregiver, how she dealt with extraordinary grief, how she negotiated the emotional terrain of parenting.
Is the Ron Paul campaign finally over? Depends on whom you ask.
This will be the first Mother's Day of my life without my mother physically, but she'll be with me in spirit.
Because of our exposure to and understanding of how people die, physicians, at least in my experience, tend to deal with death differently than those outside of the profession.
Only you know what path you need to take toward healing, and whether you accomplish this using every one of the five stages, shunning books about grief or never missing a session of your bereavement group, the key will consistently be to listen to yourself.
It is important that we continue to see -- and treat -- bereavement as a universal experience that is an integral part of life.
Mother's Day falls on my birthday this year. My mom and I loved these double celebration days. This year, I'll observe both occasions without her.
Kelly speaks with Amanda and shares that when she was in a time where she questioned if she would ever be able to love again, she realized how much love she had inside of her.
Sometimes I just have one of those days. I was a living in the crawl space of my head, frustrated, angry and anxious. I was afraid of and consumed b...
I've always had a really bad memory. So when my mother got Alzheimer's disease, I knew that I had to record what was happening to her and to our famil...
As this Mother's Day looms, I think about how other motherless daughters cope. How can we feel included and feel better?
Alone on the cliffs of Grand Manan Island overlooking the misty Bay of Fundy, I didn't feel any lonelier than I did anywhere else. I felt peaceful. I missed my husband, but now I felt his presence more clearly in my memories.
In the year since my grandfather's death, my views on faith and religion have changed a lot. After much inward debate I have decided to give up Judaism and become agnostic.
