- I have the right to lose track of conversations.
- I have the right to thank others for bad advice and ignore it.
- I have the right to put things in odd places, such as comb in the refrigerator.
- I have the right to lose things, even an egg.
- I have the right to read with poor or no comprehension.
- I have the right to get a driving buddy while overcome with grief.
- I have the right to burst into tears without warning.
- I have the right to dream about my child and awaken with tears on my face.
- I have the right to say my child’ name and say it often.
- I have the right to be angry and apply this energy to healing.
- I have the right to share my grief story.
- I have the right to learn from other bereaved mothers.
- I have the right to banish guilt feelings.
- I have the right to have bad days and good days.
- I have the right to detour from the healing path.
- I have the right to treasure happy memories.
- I have the right to be comforted by linking objects.
- I have the right to create memorials in honor of my child.
- I have the right to face a future without my child.
- I have the right to love my child after her or his death.
- I have the right to laugh and give myself permission to do so.
- I have the right to be happy again.
Copyright © 2020 by Harriet Hodgson