Bereaved Parents
The Days can be Good and Bad
By: Marie Kriedman A pregnancy loss took my breath away before my daughter had a chance to experience her first one. Like many women, I had no idea what it meant to recover from a miscarriage until I was in the middle of the experience. There were many things I “had” to do, for which…
Read MoreThe Legacy of Love: How a Mother’s Loss Ignites a Powerful Purpose
By: LaCara Biddles I reclined in profound stillness upon the unsettling confines of the hospital bed. Beside me, my husband tossed and turned as he attempted to fall into a deep slumber. I stared at the black and white clock above the door frame. The minute hand navigated the clock’s circumference, whispering the passage of…
Read MoreA Letter to my Baby Girl
By: Julz Richterman Finding out I was pregnant 4 months after losing my baby, Bobby, brought a wave of conflicting emotions. I was thrilled I was pregnant again, anxious I would have to live through another nightmare, and angry that the new baby was “replacing” the one I lost. I decided to write this letter…
Read MoreGrowing in Grief
By: Robyn Busekrus Gardening is one of my hobbies that I enjoy. This year, my garden hasn’t been as productive as in previous years. The drought and heat have hindered our garden’s growth. When planning our garden, I think of the best produce to grow. I have learned through experience of which items grow with…
Read MoreA Symbol of Hope and Peace
By: Marie Kriedman My miscarriage made me doubt that grief is survivable. Rationally, I knew I would survive, but emotionally, my pain was so raw that I couldn’t breathe. A friend told me that grief is like an ocean tide. The concept really resonated with me. Grief is strong, powerful, and crushing when it first…
Read MoreWalking Down the Stairs: Even Good Days Hurt
By: Julz Richterman Tragedy is a gas that seeps into every part of your life. Not only are you left remembering the “before” you, but you are haunted by the “should be” and “what if” you – the you who will never exist. You miss the person who never thought about these two opposing realities:…
Read MoreI Wanted to Say Thank You, but I Couldn’t: A Letter to MY Parents
By: Julz Richterman Saying “thank you” used to be easy. You always supported me, even if you didn’t agree with me. You let me make my own mistakes, celebrated with me when life went well, and stood by me when it didn’t. None of this changed when I said I wanted to go to a…
Read MoreSad Moments During Special Days
By: Marie Kriedman I find myself in a new place of my grief journey: regret, with a side helping of disappointment and sorrow. I am struggling with the fact that my last pregnancy ended in death. My husband and I would like to add to our family, but my age makes it more difficult. We…
Read MoreThe Seasons of Grief
By: Robyn Busekrus Spring is a time of new beginnings. Seeing the flowers bloom at this time of year brings joy.The anticipation of the colors unfolding ushers a sense of excitement. Seasons bring changesin the weather and in our surroundings. Grief also brings changes in the seasons in our lives. There are two seasons of…
Read MoreTo the Nurse That Held My Stillborn Baby
The nurse that held my baby, also held my broken heart.
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