Let’s face it.  We start spending the moment our loved one take his last breath.  Wait a minute…we really start spending way before that.  Most of us are the reason why our own personal physicians …

When my sister was murdered in her home in September of 2009, my life changed forever. The questions that flood your mind in these circumstances are unbearable. Not knowing who murdered my sister was all-consuming.
Every …

When my late husband and I first began dating, he set clear boundaries with regard to his time. Sundays during football season were off limits. He was an avid fan and pretty good at picking …

This life is so temporary. We don’t seem to get that most times. Over the last months, it has become so clear to me that we are not meant for this earth forever. We are …

Ever since my daughter died from the injuries she received in a car crash in 2007, I’ve become more aware of the sacred moments in my life.  Before she died I thought I was aware …

Out beyond the silence of eternal night,
within the void of voiceless echoes,
between the folds of dark and light.
In somber streams of starlight.
In the waves of ebb and flow.
Heaven exceeds eternal planes.
Though, it remains closer then we …

In high school, I worked as a kitchen aide in a nearby rest home.  The home was a beautiful Victorian, formerly owned by a prominent business man.  Throughout renovations to accommodate the elderly, the façade …

I was asked by a friend of mine if we ever stop being bereaved parents. My friend is also a bereaved parent. It was an interesting question, because approximately two years after my daughter Jeannine …

Do you feel like there’s just too much to do during the holiday season?
If you’re caregiving, I’d be willing to bet that your stress levels are ramping on up there about now.  
It’s not that it’s not all good …

As I get closer to the third anniversary of my daughter’s death, I struggle with opposite emotions. I feel the pain of death and the joy of living. The first year after my daughter died …

It tears my heart apart
I hate being sad
I hate every minute of it.
Nothing stops the pain
It is so unbearable
I hate every moment of it.
I hate feeling this way
I just wished
It would go away.
I hate life …

Almost every spiritual teacher I have ever come across talks about being in the NOW. Most of us know what it means intellectually, but rarely give it much thought or put it into practice.  Occasionally, …

When I was sixteen, my best friend was killed in a car accident. My boyfriend was driving the car.
They were going to the movies on a summer afternoon two weeks after their high school graduation.
I …

My mother and father’s pictures are everywhere in my home. Every morning when I awake – I see them and say “Good morning.” Throughout the day I talk with my mother and father. …

I was reflecting today on my dog Ringo, who died after being hit by a car when I was fifteen. As I ran to his side, he acknowledged my presence with one last wag of …

It’s overwhelming to face a tragedy that you never saw coming.
Grief rises up suddenly from the meadows of life like an insurmountable peak. The base is vast and panoramic. You can see nothing beyond the …