Tagged: Death

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The Helpless Feeling Of Loss

Yesterday, I got word that a wonderful man lost his life. He was not my father, my brother, my husband, my co-worker, or my friend, but he was each of those things to someone. He was a meaningful acquaintance in my life and the father of three of my previous students. He was a man that stood for family and faith, and was sincere in all that he did and said. Though my interactions with him were limited, my cumulative time spent with his family over the last decade was limitless. My time spent with him was that of mutual...

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My Story: The Unexciting Life of a Completely Normal Person

Everyone has a story. Some stories are inspirational, others are plagued with sadness. Some are happy and unicorn filled with blessings of good fortune, and others are full struggle and overcoming adversity. My story is somewhere between all of these and none of them. My story is completely unexciting, similar to hundreds of others, and yet uniquely mine. Growing up on a small, gravel road in the middle of Hickville, Iowa gave me a lot of time to experience youth, family, and farmlands. I distinctly remember wanting to get the heck out of dodge at an early age, proclaiming to...

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Spotlight Series:: A Mother’s Loss Leads To Honoring Her Angel {And Others}

This week, our spotlight shines on Crystal SilveousĀ , from the blog Living Through Our Loss. Crystal truly touched my soul when I ran across her blog, and after only a few minutes on her site, I know she will touch yours as well. Started in 2015 after unfathomable loss, Crystal’s blog is dedicated to her Angel Averie. She feels empowered to help others who find themselves in similar situations and offers grief support, as well as a loving connection between other families that share such a tremendous loss. One of the many selfless acts she has done is offering a...

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Grief is…

Grief is a roller coaster. It twists and turns through your body, leaving you exhausted and curious, wondering what you will feel next. It is unpredictable, for you never know when you will experience the slow incline up, full of anticipation of what lies ahead in life. Likewise, you never know when you might creak your way onto a bend for which you are sure you will not survive the ride. Sometimes, it feels like a pit in your stomach. You can’t accurately predict what message this “pit” is trying to send your way. It starts like an “I might...

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