by Peggy Sweeney
Whether you are beginning a grief journey or have been traversing along your path for some time, my goal in providing these lessons is to help adults, adolescents, and teens cope with their grief following the death of a loved one as well as other losses we experience in our lifetime. Continue reading “Introduction to Our Grief Lessons”
Don’t tell me that you understand, don’t tell me that you know,
Don’t tell me that I will survive or how I will surely grow.
Don’t tell me that this is just a test, that I am truly blessed.
That I am chosen for this task, apart from all the rest.
Don’t come at me with answers, that can only come from me,
Don’t tell me how my grief will pass, that I will soon be free.
Don’t stand in pious judgment of the bounds I must untie,
Don’t tell me how to suffer, and don’t tell me how to cry!
My life is filled with selfishness, my pain is all I see,
But, I need you now, I need your love, unconditionally.
Accept me in my ups and downs, I need someone to share.
Just hold my hand and let me cry, and say, “My friend, I care.”
Author, Joanetta Hendel
I’ve learned – that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is
be someone who can be loved.
The rest is up to them.
I’ve learned – that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back.
I’ve learned – that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
I’ve learned – that it’s not what you have in your life
I’ve learned – that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.
After that, you’d better know something. Continue reading “I Have Learned”
I retired from the funeral profession in December of 2011, about the same time my grandson, Jake, was born. Although I received much reward from my job, I felt it was time to devote my days to what I enjoyed doing. Crocheting and reading and lunch with friends was fun. I became a Hospice volunteer and was able to devote more time to my non-profit which provided educational programs and support groups for bereaved families and much needed help for our emergency first responders and military personnel. Unfortunately, two years ago I had to dissolve my non-profit company for lack of funding. I’ll be honest, it was one of the hardest choices I have ever made. With the folding of the company, I deleted my three websites and basically withdrew from life for a while.
Since then, I have relocated from Texas to Ohio to be closer to Jake, his family and my daughter in Nashville. After much soul searching, I have decided I NEED to continue my work to offer help to others but on a limited scale. This website will feature many of the articles that I and others have written in the past with the hope that their words will help you in whatever your struggles may be. Grief is not just about the feelings we have after a loved one dies but many, many other events that happen in our lives.
We are coming into the holiday season when many people struggle with grief, I will start to add some articles you may find helpful. If you would like to write for this blog, I am happy to review your article(s) and edit it if necessary. Please include a brief bio and a photo. I do not accept articles from paid professional writers who charge a fee or are promoting their company. I want this site to host true stories written by people who have experienced grief, divorce, post traumatic stress, addiction and other distressing events. As time allows, I will be adding links to books and other helpful sites.
Thank you in advance for your support in this endeavor. I hope to reconnect with former friends and law enforcement, 911 Dispatchers, firefighters and EMS professionals I have met in the past.
by Peggy Sweeney
Author’s Note: This is a story about my child who is estranged from his family.
In August of 1977, a baby was placed in my arms at Chicago’s O’Hara Airport. Just four and half months old, he arrived from Seoul, Korea. He was the second of two babies my husband and I adopted from Korea. His older sister, Jenny, along with friends and other family members greeted him with so much love and joy.
He and Jenny and later another daughter, Bethany, brought so much happiness into our lives. But for Tim, life was not easy. He struggled with his studies due to attention deficit disorder. But his smile would light up a room and he had many friends. Continue reading “Missing You”