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California Wildfires: The Fear of Losing Memories of My Mother
I dropped the box that had my mom’s obituary in it. After five days evacuated from my home, I had finally gotten around to unpacking my car and with the last box in my arms, I managed to trip on the sidewalk and pour the contents out onto the pavement. I heard the picture we displayed at her funeral scratch against the ground, the small prayer card slipping out of
Every Grief Journey Has Its Own Path: A Story of Losing My Father To Suicide
Content Warning: This personal essay discusses the loss of a parent to suicide and themes of grief. On October 10, 2004, during a routine sleepover at our grandparents’ house, my mom told us the devastating news that Dad had died. I was only 7 years old. Losing a parent so suddenly didn’t seem real. I was sad and crying non stop. I just genuinely could not believe what was happening.
The Day My World Changed: My Sister Was Shot and Killed In Her Friend’s Garage.
On August 11, 2009 a ridiculously cute baby was born at St. Mary’s Hospital right here in Richmond. That cute little baby was me. It was also the day that my sister Lucia went from being a little sister to being a big sister. We three Bremer kids–William, Lucia, and I grew up in a close family with both of my parents. And since Lucia was closest to me in
Learning to Dance in the Rain: Finding Hope at Comfort Zone Camp
When I talk about my dad, I want people to know about our happiest moments together and how amazing of a parent he was to me. I want them to know about how he was more than just my father – he was a hard worker, a husband, a person who protected others, and, most importantly, my best friend. Christopher Robert Murphy, my dad, served as a police officer for
I lost my husband in an accidental overdose. He was so much more than how he died.
My husband Drew and I had a real love affair. This is something I cherish as I am aware not everyone gets to experience this. We met later in life and immediately connected on a deep level – we understood each other and in many ways, healed each other. He was sensitive, not scared to express himself and did not shy away from an apology. He was talented and passionate about
What To Say and What Not To Say To A Parent Who Has Lost A Child
Losing a child is the most tragic, life-altering experiences a parent can face. This post aims to shed light on the experiences of bereaved parents and offer ideas for anyone looking to support them in their grief and loss journey.
