Spring Season of Grief

Change is in the air. Spring is just around the corner, and you may begin to see signs of life in your gardens. You may notice the return of birds that migrated during winter. The change of seasons are impossible to ignore as life blossoms around us.

In this season of grief…

May we hear the song of our hearts uplifted in loving memories to silence the pain.
May we see light in the brightness of the sun that envelopes us to give us hope.
May we feel a blossoming in our hearts to begin to soothe the intense pain.
May we experience the gradual warming of our hearts in the natural unfolding of our personal journeys.

A Dad’s Grief

by Alan Reagan

No parent ever expects their child to precede them in death.  When this occurs, we are faced with a journey of grief that lasts as long as we live.  After our youngest son, Clint, passed away in 2005, we seemed to grieve in our own individual way.

Dealing with grief affects every part of your day, but work was especially hard for me since Clint and I were employed by the same company.   When I returned to work, I sensed my grief journey would be a long, lonely road.  Most of my fellow co-workers would not mention Clint’s death.  Various times, I would seek solitude so I could grieve.

My journey has taken different forms during these ten long years, but the pain of losing Clint still lingers.

Until

By Scarlett Powell

Written on 2/24/16

Sean’s Birth and Angel Dates: 10/24/88 – 3/10/07

Until we meet again, I’ll smile as I reflect our moments together
Until we meet again, I’ll dance every chance I get
Until we meet again, I’ll live the American dream as no other
Until we meet again, I’ll kiss your father with love and understanding
Until we meet again, I’ll hug your brothers and sister like there is no tomorrow
Until we meet again, I’ll watch every sunset with a new set of eyes
Until we meet again, I’ll take every sunrise as a blessing
Until we meet again, I’ll laugh without regrets or longing
For I know this is only for a short time so until we meet again, Sean,
I’ll carry the love and courage for the moments we’ll have once again.

Love, mom