grief-support

Believe in the strength of your own resolve.

Everyone's pain is relative. We've learned how to deal with grief, because we've had to. But Bree hasn't. And our grief was shared, because we all felt it at the same time. She had to deal with hers alone.

I will always wear this scar. It's called love.

This was how to help a family who has just lost their child. Wash the clothes, make soup. Don't ask them what they need, bring them what they need. Keep them warm. Listen to them rant, and cry, and tell their story over and over.

Loss is only temporary when you believe in God!

The journey across the landscape of loss to the inner self takes courage and persistence. It is a risky venture, with lots of false trails and humanising errors. It requires gentleness to know your limits, yet willingness to apply pressure in the direction of growth. It is a journey that is not cost-free, nor is it ever finished. But, especially in the pitch darkness, it is a journey on which there is always hope.

Never let the salt of your tears be tasteless in grief.

I have lived in the shadow of loss__he kind of loss that can paralyze you forever.I have grieved like a professional mourner__n every waking moment, draining every ounce of my life force.I died__ithout leaving my body.But I came back, and now it__ your turn.I have learned to remember my past__ithout living in it.I am strong, electric, and alive, because I chose to dance, to laugh, to love, and tolive again.I have learned that you can__ re-create the life you once had__ou have toreinvent a life for yourself.And that reinvention is a gift, not a curse.I believe your future self is a work of art and that science can help you create it. If you__e lost . . . if you__e gone . . . if you can barely absorb the words on thispage . . . I want you to hold this truth in your heart: when it__ your time to go, you won__ wish you had spent more time grieving; you__l wish you had spent more time living.That__ why I__ here. And why you are, too. Let__ live like our lives depend on it.

Love is love," I told her, as I tell all of my patients who are ashamed to find themselves shattered by the death of a dog. "Loss is loss.