Grief Changes Over Time
1 / 12

A bereaved mom: “I battled with guilt for a long time. Did we do her a disservice by keeping her on this earth for 5 months? I am learning to relinquish that because we had no clue.”

Ways we continue our bonds with our child and how they shift over time

We are learning to be patient, rebuilding slowly.

Parenting a Medically Complex Child: Grieving Before & After (bereavement)

"When she was alive, we invited people in. We are learning how to help people connect with us again."

How I've been processing my grief.

Grief is a normal process but it can get complicated.

Processing grief happens in lots of different ways.

An on-going, never-ending state of being.

I love looking at his things.

My grief has changed over the years but it still gets me at random times.

"I find her in things. Sometimes it hits out of the blue."
Can we help you:
Related
From our Blog:
- Considering the Protective Power of Rage
- The Grieving Tree. The Tree that Grounds Me.
- The Boy Next Door Outside My Window
- What Do We Do About Elmo and the Orc Mask?
- Chasing Hope: A Mother’s Story - Part Two and Three
- Chasing Hope: A Mother’s Story - Part One
- How I Ride the Rogue Wave - Blogger in Residence
- Anticipatory Grief: The time I had to prepare for her death provided an invaluable cushion to catch my fall .
- The Nature of Grief & Healing
- “Sometimes life is not quiet enough to spend time with you."
- The Better the Before, the Better the After