Thank you for visiting. Here you will find messages of hope and inspiration as you navigate your grief journey. We will also spotlight individuals and families who exemplify the meaning of transforming grief into gratitude.
|Posted on June 15, 2018 at 8:20 AM||comments (0)|
Over 12 years ago she lost her dad to suicide at the young age of nine. Ferguson says, " I went to sleep one evening with my world in tact and was awoken to a world completely rocked and riddled with grief and sadness."
Ferguson took that grief and has now made it her mission to help fight mental illness and the stigma that often times goes with it. She mainly wants to help colleg...Read Full Post »
|Posted on January 26, 2018 at 1:40 PM||comments (0)|
Did you keep a diary when you were younger recording the good, bad, and ugly things experienced during the day? You recorded thoughts that were only expressed in private, later intentionally shared, exposed without your permission, or even published.
Journaling has many benefits. It is an excellent tool for exp...Read Full Post »
|Posted on January 21, 2018 at 12:45 AM||comments (0)|
100 years ago, when someone died, it might take months for word to reach loved ones more than a few miles away. Not being at the funeral wasn’t shameful or something to regret, it was just a part of life. Today, however, news travels across the globe instantly and we feel obligated to react no matter where we are or what we are doing. But we can’t always do that.
Li...Read Full Post »
|Posted on January 14, 2018 at 8:50 AM||comments (0)|
From Grief to Gratitude Spotlights Heather D. Horton. Heather survived a traumatic single car accident in 2005 that claimed the life of her mother and aunt after a relative fell asleep while driving long distance. She used her faith to move mountains of tragedy in order to regain her hope and begin to heal her soul after suffering such loss. A...Read Full Post »
|Posted on January 1, 2018 at 5:20 PM||comments (0)|
When my best friend, my hero, my Dad died, I thought that I was going to die too. In a way, I did die. My broken heart and my longing to see and talk to him was more than I could bear. The painful thought of living without him kept me in a prolonged isolated state. He died four days after Christmas and despite all the pines of my Christmas tree being on the floor, the dead tree stayed in place until mid-February...Read Full Post »