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A Mother Reflects on 5 Years of Grief After Child Loss: “For Here Now, I Stay”

For Here Now I Stay And so where from here? For here now, I stayFor here now, I breathe your loveFor here now, I am with you always So many days, so much time having passed and yet, and yet, still as it has been still these past 5 years. It is sometimes, Dylan, as […]

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What I’ve Learned in 3 Years of Grief After the Suicide of My Son

I Remember Joy All these things I recognize, I remember delighting in them-trees, art, house, music, pink morning sky, work well done, flowers, books. I still delight in them. I’m still grateful. But the zest is gone. The passion is cooled, the striving quieted, the longing stilled. My attachment is loosened. No longer do I […]

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Why? After the Suicide of My Son-A Mother Remembers

I Will Seek Until I Find You And where will you run when arms reach (but you’re not mine) When I can feel still so strongly (holding you still in my arms) From here frantic I search wildly (but cannot ever now find) Little one in pictures (trying hard for one so young) Standing, but […]

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What Has Changed in 4 Years of Grieving the Loss of My Son to Suicide?

Where Does Time Go? I do not even know where time goes. Suffice it to say that sometimes, sometimes, grieving the loss of my son requires a certain pulling away from all things grief-related. Sometimes, it’s just too painful to face. Sometimes, I just want to pretend I belong to the rest of the world, the one that […]