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RESOURCES FOR GRIEVING YOUNG PEOPLE
RESOURCES FOR SURVIVORS OF SUICIDE and PARENTS WHO HAVE LOST CHILDREN
The Desert
I began writing here in order to reflect my way through the first full calendar year after the sudden death in September 2008 of our beloved 24-year-old son. In no way am I able in mere words to plumb the depths of our family's sorrow, but at least here I can wade around a bit in the shallows. Or tread lightly in the expanse of desert that seems not to end. Whatever metaphor works. And, oh ~ I'm not alone. In the list below you'll find others who have written about the big losses of recent years. (Other posts - from the first four months - can be found on my regular blog, Search the Sea, indexed under Grief and Loss.)
THERE ARE OTHERS
Cloud of Topics
Advent
(5)
Algonquin
(2)
Art
(4)
Ashes
(3)
Beauty
(1)
Birds
(3)
Blogging
(9)
Bonhoeffer
(1)
Books
(12)
Care for the Grieving
(7)
Carpe Diem
(1)
Catholic
(2)
Cemeteries
(1)
Chartres
(2)
Chicago
(1)
Choosing Life
(1)
Christianity
(1)
Church
(11)
Church Year
(1)
CPE
(3)
Cremation Liturgy
(2)
Delp
(2)
Desert
(2)
Dreams
(1)
Easter
(3)
Experience
(3)
Faith
(2)
Family
(19)
Family and Friends
(8)
Family. Friends
(1)
Florida
(1)
France
(3)
Friends
(21)
Funerals
(1)
God
(3)
Gratitude
(2)
Grey's Anatomy
(1)
Grief
(4)
Guelph
(4)
Health
(3)
Hebrew
(9)
Holidays
(7)
Holocaust
(2)
Hope
(1)
House
(1)
Humor
(1)
Icons
(1)
Ignatian
(3)
Incongruity
(1)
Jesuit
(5)
Jewish
(2)
Judaism
(1)
Labyrinth
(1)
Landscape
(5)
Lent 2009
(5)
Ministry
(2)
Monastery
(1)
Mothers
(4)
Music
(5)
Novels
(2)
Oregon
(2)
PC(USA)
(2)
Poetry
(4)
Prayer
(6)
Quotes
(3)
Retreat
(5)
Retreats
(2)
Rituals
(4)
Seminary
(27)
Sermons
(1)
Spiritual Direction
(12)
Spirituality
(6)
Suffering
(2)
Suicide
(38)
Surviving Loss
(104)
Television
(2)
The Process
(2)
Tikva
(1)
Wilderness
(1)
Wisdom
(3)
Youtube
(2)
9 comments:
Stunned. That was my reaction when I saw the title of this post. How can five months have passed? I know this is true because I can count but if it still feels fresh and raw to me, how much more so to you?
Sending love and prayers.
I'm praying with and for you this morning. Hugs.
In a blink of an eye and a moment of eternity...praying without ceasing
so quick and so excruciatingly long. thinking of you every day.
I've been amazed with you. I honestly cannot imagine anything worse than losing a child. Other than putting us both under the big umbrella of grieving, I wouldn't begin to compare my pain with yours, and yet mine floored me. You have turned yours into the most eloquent prose description of mourning I have ever read and an uplifting response to it that doesn't flinch away from the ugliness and pain. Do you realize what you've done here? It's incredible.
What you've expressed in these months has haunted me deeply, GG.
I thank you for this true gift of sharing.
You are ministering through these words....a reminder that God calls us simply to live truly as we are....to be who we must be for the moments we are in. Thank you for sharing you, and as such, serving as light to a hurting world.
So much pain that is still so raw. But the way in which you've shared your pain with those of us who call you our friend and your readers have been given an immeasurable gift in your writing. Thank you for that. You continue in my thoughts and prayers daily.
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