• Children looking over a fence.
    Grief,  Helping Children,  Life transitions

    I’ll Take That One

    It is Memorial Day 2018. I have thanked men and women, alive or dead for their service. Thank you again. I woke up this morning with tears streaming down my face. They turned to sobs, heartrending sobs. It went on for quite a while, until I could hardly breathe. Bear in mind, I rarely cry. I realised I must have had some silent nightmare, bright and piercing in its intensity, but that one doesn’t remember. Other than John having died June 5th, 2015, so that date was looming, I knew it wasn’t that. It was gnawing at me and the physical pain was intense. The ER? No, this was strictly…

  • Cemetary with white markers
    Gratitude,  Grief

    Another Spiritual Awakening?

    Remember when I told you I have a grasshopper brain? This is proof. I am all over the place as that is how the past week had morphed! Currently I am so hyped, I just couldn’t go to sleep. I went to bed at a reasonable time, took some sleep aid (natural stuff) just in case, hugged my lamb pillow (what’s your point?), and because my cats are in a snotty, snobby mood and my bed isn’t good enough for them, I need something to hug. However, Lambie just wasn’t doing it. I lay beside her for an hour and then realized I just had to get up and write.…

  • Path in the woods
    Gratitude,  Grief,  Life transitions

    The Journey

    I went to England last year and this year – not for the holidays, but to see where I belonged. I haven’t been sure about it for a very long time. I am having lunch with my friend Ruthie today. She is a diner chick like me. I have written about her before. She is a bereaved mother without a filter which I love, and she knew my late husband, John, before I did. So, it’s lovely to be with someone who not only is comfortable with me talking about John, but who talks about him more than I do. I know she will want to know all about my…

  • cup of tea and spices
    Grief,  Healing Lessons

    HO HO HO!

    I AM WRITING THIS ON BLACK FRIDAY.  Hah! Here they come again – the holidays. I wonder how many people remember the actual meaning of the word – HOLY DAYS. No, I am not going to push religion – just sayin’. Recently I was asked to write an article for my cousin’s newsletter. It is for MS patients, families, and friends in the United Kingdom.  I’ve written them for years and they are called, “Letter from America.” This time she asked me to write about holidays in this country. What a surprise. When I started to research I was astonished at just how many holidays we have over here. Hundreds.…

  • Hamstead, London
    Grief,  Humor,  Life Experiences

    What’s It All About, Angels?

    I had a very significant dream last night. In fact, I was quite shaken when Della, my younger cat jumped on the bed and walked across my pillow.  She rarely wakens me and this time she was persistent. I didn’t want her to, as there was no ending, no conclusion, finale, whatever the word is and I wanted to know. Someone was leaving on a British Airways plane. I wasn’t told who it was but I was sure I knew. I didn’t see him.  He said he would wait for me as I had meetings and couldn’t get there on time to board with him. I finished the meetings early…

  • Older hand and child's hand holding a rose.
    Grief,  Life transitions

    The ‘Nice’ Woman Just Left

    I have written about grief before and here I am again. This time, all bets are off and I am so angry at the denial around grief and addiction. I have presented on this subject at a couple of rehabs for the staff. In the past I could speak to the patients but that has since changed. The VA Hospital at Perry Point, Maryland has invited me over the years and I have been honoured to speak on this subject to those who work with recovering veterans, particularly those plagued with PTSD. In the past, Dr. Robert Ackerman encouraged me to continue my determination and I was invited to speak…