grief
Grief is a natural and healthy response to death and loss of all kinds. Learn how to cope with the emotional pain, move forward and reclaim your happiness.
Cats are proven to help humans deal with grief
After my husband died I reluctantly purchase a cat from a local shelter. I recalled how being given a puppy helped me move forward after the death of my great grandmother. At that time I was only 17 and had slept in the same bed with great grandma. Even so there were teenage things to think about like boys and dates so I moved along quickly without much thought. This time my husband , whom I had been with for 45 years passed away and I did not really think a cat could help but I decided to try.
Cheryl E PrestonPublished 3 years ago in LongevityEmbracing the Grieving Process
I spent most of my life being blissfully unaware of what it felt like to lose someone close. Then within 2 years I lost my Mother, and my dog Echo, who is more aptly described as my daughter. Ironically, they both passed from cancer.
Renata KuhnsPublished 3 years ago in LongevityTwelve First Dates
With the clink of two wine glasses, Mason and Amelia agreed that their first date officially began. Mason had circled May 12th on his refrigerator calendar for weeks and kept counting the days. The cloudy but bright sky, and crisp clean air of the late Spring afternoon added a touch of freshness and newness to the occasion.
Bradford James PuttPublished 3 years ago in LongevityMy 5 Time Cancer Surviving Hero! A Miracle Story!
My mother has been a phenomenal mom from as far back as I can remember; approximately the age of 2. She and my father met through my mother’s brother. My father and her brother were best friends. My mother was 16 at the time and lived in a very abusive household. She and my father magically clicked and back then was her knight in shining armor. His mother loved my mother and they got along wonderfully. In fact, my grandmother even before my parents got married, told my parents they better name their first child Sadie after her. It was the English translation of her name Severina. My grandmother was sadly ill at the young age of 50 and while she was able to see them get married at the young ages of 18 and 22; she was unable to witness my being born 2 years later. My parents did honor her wishes and named me Sadie however; which was a beautiful tribute to her. Shortly after that, less than 2 years later my other brother was born. My parents, while always loving each other; were very young and divorced when I was 4.
Sadie ColucciPublished 3 years ago in LongevityGrief may affect your appetite in several ways
Grieving is a process that is not one-size-fits-all but it can affect your appetite. When I got the news that my brother drowned in 1993, I went 24 hours without eating anything except half of a Kentucky Fried Chicken biscuit. I was in shock and had no appetite but eventually, I began eating normally again. The death of my husband of 40 years also affected my appetite but in different ways. At first, I did not have a desire to eat and family and friends kept telling me that I should. For the first week, I felt as if I had eaten a huge meal and was never hungry. I did force myself to drink water, juice, and eat a little but I could not consume food as I did previously.
Cheryl E PrestonPublished 3 years ago in LongevityA Yogis View on Grief
A Yogis view on Grief - Mental Health, Wellbeing Going through a difficult loss & grieving a loved one, can be one of the hardest most challenging things you will ever go through. It is one of life's, most hidden emotions and now more than ever we maybe finding that many of us are grieving what 2020 did to us, and or who it may have taken along the way.
The Private YogiPublished 3 years ago in LongevityGrief is Complicated
Grief will always leave a mark on your life. For some, it can take months to heal from the death of a loved one. For many, it’s a process that spans over many years and could even be lifelong.
Jenny B.R.Published 3 years ago in LongevityDeath, the circle of life
Hi Tribe-Community! I wrote this a couple of weeks ago and did not post it at that time, but thought it was worth sharing with you.
Those Stages of Grief Everyone’s Been Talking About
It’s weird when you suddenly notice in your own behaviour something as “cliché” as the famous “Five Stages of Grief”. I say “cliché” becomes I’ve heard about these so often from popular culture, books, and movies that it seems more like an narrative invention than something that could affect me so deeply.
Erica BallPublished 3 years ago in LongevityDeath or Life
Death. It’s such a deafening word that needs no introduction. Just hearing the word death elicits emotions from people. Did it make you think of someone? Did it cause you to feel uncomfortable? It’s sad. People never recover from it; and losing someone you love to death is the ultimate tragedy. Because no one tells you it will randomly creep up on you and you’ll just start bawling in the middle of watching a movie or when you’re trying to eat dinner. Or worst, in a grocery store where onlookers stare at you in embarrassment. It’s hard to imagine a beautiful life who shaped yours so much is now gone from the world. It’s not fair. It sucks. But more importantly, it’s the memories with this cherished person who you will never get to hold again or see again that eats at you.
Pamela VangPublished 3 years ago in LongevityThe Relationship between Gratitude and Regret
I don't know why I did it. Maybe it was because she had started losing fur, slowly. Bit by Bit. She walked with a fragileness I'd never seen before. I had a gut feeling she wasn't going to be here much longer.
Young and Kind
Working at a middle school is hard on its own. The year of 2017 I volunteered at a middle school in California. Monday-Friday spending 10-14 hours working, teaching, and creating lesson plans. I was not easy but every day I woke up ready to give 100 percent to each of my students. This was only a one-year commitment so I knew that I could sacrifice a year to help these students. 2017 was not an easy year for my family. No one is ever prepared for the loss of a close family member, let alone four of them. I lost my uncles, two aunts, and a cousin.