I will sit with you in pain. I will sit with you in tears. I will sit with you in hope. I will sit with you in silence. I will sit with...

There is not a right or a wrong way to grieve. There is only your way. You may grieve freely and openly. You may grieve silently and...

The vast sea of grief roars in without warning and ruthlessly consumes you. You try to resist, you try to fight, but the turbulent waves...

Escaping the weight of the world and the constant noise in my mind, I find a seat outside and soak in the golden brilliance of the...

Take off the mask you’re wearing, friend. The mask that shows a happy face. You don’t need to wear it around me. You must be tired from...

The wave of sadness and emptiness hits hard, knocking you off balance and scraping away your layers until you are just a lifeless shell...

When I see adult daughters with their mothers, my heart swells with joy and simultaneously aches with sadness. I long for what they have,...

Sometimes the pain of grief is so intense I don’t know what to do with it. I don’t know how to go about my day when the weight of...

I lay in bed listening to the rain falling outside my window. Like a baby being rocked to sleep, I am hypnotized by the soothing sounds...

Grief does not follow a linear path. It zigs and it zags, and it comes to an abrupt stop. Then, out of nowhere, it crashes into you like...

I bury my grief under mountains of 'to do's' and distractions. I try to maintain the mask of happiness I wear – the one that says I have...

It's a strange and confusing thing to grieve someone who is still living. I guess that is why it is aptly called ambiguous grief. There...

I may not wear my grief like a shiny badge visible for all to see, but rest assured it is there. It is always there. It exists in the...