Tag: Childloss
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That Person
Many bereaved parents express dismay and concern that they are not the same person they used to be before child loss. After the initial tidal waves of grief subside, they often find that they don’t recognize themselves. Yes, grief can take a toll on our physical bodies. But, they feel uncomfortable in their own skin,…
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What Consumes You?
About a year and a half ago, I wrote a post called “When Grief Consumes Us.” I am often drawn to Lamentations 3, verses 22-23: Because of the Lord’s great comfort, we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. Jeremiah wrote the book of Lamentations…
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At Bay
I am not a superstitious person. I don’t believe in signs or symbols or talismans. Sure, I’ll wish someone good luck if they are entering a contest or competing in a game. But, it’s just encouragement. I don’t think my saying it has an effect on the outcome. I believe it’s good practice to be…
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Both
One of the devotionals I read each morning is Our Daily Bread. (Just an aside: I remember my grandparents getting the little monthly booklets in the mail. It has been around since 1938. I read it via the app on my phone. My grandparents would be happy that I subscribe and amazed at the technology.)…
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Ten Thousand
I’ve written several times about the two online bereaved parent groups I belong to. They are wonderful places to share questions, concerns, blessings, experiences, and any and every emotion you may have as a parent who has lost a child. The people in the group range in age. Everyone’s child loss experience is different, but…
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Sticking Point
I like to think that I have some original thoughts in my head. Especially when it comes to my writing. But, truthfully most of my post ideas come from something I’ve read or something someone else has said or done. I do try to always give attribution. And, while I wish that what I have…
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Softie
I fully admit, I’m a softie. I cry easily. Movies and books make me cry. Sentimental cards and commercials. Weddings and new babies. Old photos of loved ones. Hugs from friends I haven’t seen in a long time. The tears of other hurting hearts. I’ve always been a sympathetic person. I am quick to recognize…
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Obituaries
For as long as I can remember, I have been intrigued by obituaries. I love to read them, whether they are about someone I know, someone famous, or just a random obituary in the paper. (We don’t take a physical daily paper any longer and I miss turning to the obit page and scanning for…
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While We’re Waiting
I love the name of the bereaved parents’ group, While We’re Waiting. It encapsulates so much in a few words. The implication is that we have faith and the hope of Heaven which means we will see our children and other loved ones again. That is a glorious promise and a comfort. Missing our children…
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Me, too
I mentioned in last week’s post, The Doldrums, how lonely grief can feel. Especially child loss. In first world countries these days child loss is mercifully rare. It wasn’t always so. Even well into the early 20th century most people had lost, or knew a family who had lost, a child. Miscarriages, stillbirths, accidents, and diseases…
A Light for My Path 