The fact that this was also one of the songs I’d chosen to be played at my own funeral someday only served at the time to drive home the truth of the bond – now forever broken, it seemed – which had existed between my daughter and I.
I’ve thought often about those moments of time when these two universes collided – and over the course of my healing time in the years since, have come to see a higher meaning for myself in the music and words of that song and the events which shattered me on that day.
Today, ‘Go Rest High on that Mountain’ speaks to me of two wonderful truths about both of us.
]]> One truth is the vivid memories I have of both her and I perched on bedrock high on the mountain above my home. It was a favored place at the time for the two of us to go for some serious daddy/daughter conversations about important aspects of life. It was also a place which represented a precursor of the pilot she was to become as she stood strong and proud on rocks edge, seeming ready to launch herself into flight with the power of her own stated dreams, visions and goals of achieving it. I remain awestruck with the privilege I was given to witness such moments high on our own personal mountain.She achieved her goals of flight in her brief lifetime, and flies now with utter abandon and joy among the stars which hang above that mountain – and the bond between us is once again strong in the light of my own healing and acceptance of these simple truths.
The other truth is that high mountains have always spoken to me of much more than mere height. Having climbed a few in my lifetime I’ve been privileged to be able to come to view the world around me from a whole new perspective, one far removed from the narrowness of our tunneled vision on the ground far below.
With the death of my daughter I was faced with having to climb another mountain if I was ever to change my grief-tunneled ground level perspective – this one a mountain of loss, grief and bereavement which over the course of my climb has challenged every belief ever held as truth in my life. Yet I have persisted in my effort because I somehow knew inside my heart that the top of this mountain was where I would find the healing of new perspectives, and once again connect with the spirit of my daughter. This has proven itself to be utterly true.
Today I am able to ‘Go Rest High on that Mountain’ I have climbed, knowing not only the beauty which has gone before me in the form of my daughter but also the new perspective which awaits me when my own time comes for this song to be played, and I go to join her high in the stars above it.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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For more ‘Stories of the Grieving Process after a Child Dies’ visit http://www.kenmatthies.com to buy the book and receive a Free Bonus series of 10 audios entitled ‘The Stages of Grief Healing’.
]]>The process of healing from grief is designed to be a gradual one for us as human beings because we’re not physically, mentally or emotionally equipped to be able to deal with all of it at once – suffering a grievous loss one day and magically cured from its effects the very next day, month, or even year.
]]> As painful as going through this process is, there’s a greater good at work for us in the length of time it takes. Just as you had to go through an escalating series of learning grades in school, college or university to achieve graduation, so it is with the process of healing from loss, grief and bereavement.You recall how you used to come home from school each day and your parents would often ask “What did you learn today?” It’s the same thing with your healing process; only the question itself changes to ask “What’s helping you heal today?”
Just as your daily learning in school helped you to become more knowledgeable about and capable within the world you live in, so goes the daily learning about the process of healing from your loss, grief and bereavement in order to help you become more knowledgeable about and capable within the reality of the changed world you now live in.
Both processes achieve the same end – that of educating you to the things you need to know in order to progress through the path of learning you are on – and both bring you into a higher state of being (or healing) because of the daily knowledge gleaned from going through it.
There’s little question that going through the school of healing from loss, grief and bereavement is the toughest school on earth – yet the truth is that virtually everyone at some point in life will be faced with the necessity for enrolling in its learning.
Allow yourself to accept this simple truth and actively seek that daily knowledge about the process of healing from your loss, grief and bereavement – in whatever way and by whatever means bring you to it.
Then you too will be able to ask and answer the question of “What’s helping you heal today?”
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
HeartSpun Posts from the Crucible of Experience
To learn more about healing your grief visit http://www.kenmatthies.com
]]>The process of healing from grief is designed to be a gradual one for us as human beings because we’re not physically, mentally or emotionally equipped to be able to deal with all of it at once – suffering a grievous loss one day and magically cured from its effects the very next day, month, or even year.
]]> As painful as going through this process is, there’s a greater good at work for us in the length of time it takes. Just as you had to go through an escalating series of learning grades in school, college or university to achieve graduation, so it is with the process of healing from loss, grief and bereavement.You recall how you used to come home from school each day and your parents would often ask “What did you learn today?” It’s the same thing with your healing process; only the question itself changes to ask “What’s helping you heal today?”
Just as your daily learning in school helped you to become more knowledgeable about and capable within the world you live in, so goes the daily learning about the process of healing from your loss, grief and bereavement in order to help you become more knowledgeable about and capable within the reality of the changed world you now live in.
Both processes achieve the same end – that of educating you to the things you need to know in order to progress through the path of learning you are on – and both bring you into a higher state of being (or healing) because of the daily knowledge gleaned from going through it.
There’s little question that going through the school of healing from loss, grief and bereavement is the toughest school on earth – yet the truth is that virtually everyone at some point in life will be faced with the necessity for enrolling in its learning.
Allow yourself to accept this simple truth and actively seek that daily knowledge about the process of healing from your loss, grief and bereavement – in whatever way and by whatever means bring you to it.
Then you too will be able to ask and answer the question of “What’s helping you heal today?”
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
HeartSpun Posts from the Crucible of Experience
To learn more about healing your grief visit http://www.kenmatthies.com
]]>Whatever way you choose to help you do this, know that its constant presence around you will serve to keep that connection vital and glowing in your heart, and offer a healing reassurance to your wounded soul.
For example, sitting on the phone table behind me in my office is the portrait taken of my daughter and I shortly after she arrived back in my life at the age of 19. Even though she’s gone I feel as though she remains, always watching my back (there for me) and encouraging the writing I do in her memory.
]]> The proud and shining smile stretching almost ear to ear on my own daddy’s face, is marvelously counterpointed by the soft and glowing smile of utter love and belonging etched upon my daughter’s; as we lean on each other in the joy and profound contentment of having reconnected our lives in the light of that love.Although completely unplanned for in the context of the photo, the near identical rings on our fingers speak constantly to me of the total bond of loving commitment we shared as father and daughter – a bond which was not only proven in life, but one which has also carried over for me beyond her death.
Although seeing this photo carries a powerful poignancy of regret that we can no longer share the warmth of our human touch, it brings me enormous peace and a healing calm of heart that we had the opportunity to do so in the first place.
I feel blessed to be able to keep my daughter’s vision alive in both heart and mind in this way, and am healed more each day from the wound of her loss by the beauty of its presence.
What are you doing to keep your vision alive – and find a deeper healing?
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
HeartSpun Posts from the Crucible of Experience
To learn more about healing your grief visit http://www.kenmatthies.com
]]>I truly appreciate all of you who have been coming to this site to read them, and thank you for doing so. I understand how intensely private your personal journey to find healing is, yet it’s also important for me to know if the articles I’m posting are helping you to find your healing – so today I have a very simple request to make to all of you reading these posts.
]]> I need your personal feedback in order to know whether you feel I’m meeting your needs. Perhaps you have questions you would like to ask me, or suggestions for topics on which you would like me to write an article – whatever your need, question or suggestion might be I’d like to know about it.You can respond to me in one of two ways – either by way of a comment at the end of any of the articles posted to date – or alternatively by emailing me directly at grief.author@gmail.com.
I welcome whatever it is that you would like to say and promise to respond to each and every message received.
Respect for the privacy of your feelings and experience of grief are of paramount importance to me. Personal messages sent to me will be treated with understanding and utmost respect for that privacy.
Thank you in advance for sharing your thoughts, feelings and feedback with me. I give you honor you for doing so.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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]]>“It seems on further examination that I’ve been living a double, or maybe it’s been a triple life during this past endless pain-scape of months.
In the first one of them – the deeply hidden, darkly private and personal one you never ever under any circumstances of life or death show anyone – I’m going through all the great stuff I’ve just described on the preceding pages! You know, rough twisty trails, cute snakes and leaking life fluids. Not the prettiest of pictures, or places.
In the second one, I’m a real regular guy by the name of Ken that everyone knows and loves (yeah, sure!), just plugging along in what appears to be a normal everyday life pattern, otherwise known as Living the Façade or Hiding Behind the Mask!
]]> And in this third one I’m the deeply spiritual guy who believes in faith, hope and love…the greatest of these being love! Seriously. This is the level where the real Ken’s heart actually lives and has been fighting what’s rapidly shaping up as the most critically questioning and faith-challenging fight of his entire life.I mean; I trusted God to keep Leila safe and alive!!!
Although this third life knows without shadow of doubt that God knew what He was doing with Leila, you might say that it’s my first life that keeps yapping and yammering about misplaced trust, doubt, suspicion, you’re crazy to have faith, getting mad, asking all the wrong questions, and definitely coming up with all the wrong answers. Oh Yippee!
So you could actually say that the real war that’s been going on inside me all these merry months has been one populated and dominated by my own personally sponsored angels and demons, so to speak.
Mostly demons I’d say, because they sure as hell (pun intended) have been getting most of the airtime and private broadcasting privileges lately. This is not being a fun war!”
For more ‘Stories of the Grieving Process after a Child Dies’ visit http://www.kenmatthies.com to buy the book and receive a Free Bonus series of 10 audios entitled The Stages of Grief Healing.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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]]>“Somewhere along the line after writing her obituary I eventually get to sliding into disbelief again that this is all real. That’s probably what starts me jumping off the deep end inside again too; and world once more spirals into a rotten kind of personal madness you can’t talk about with human sounding words just yet.
It’s no wonder relationships and families fracture and get scattered into billions of useless shards when something like this happens.
Here you are, living amongst the shattered pieces of your own endless puzzle palace, vainly looking for the pieces that will throw a temporary patch on the most extreme pain of the moment; and of course none of them fit or lock together, so the patch doesn’t work and that particular wound keeps oozing away more of the fluids of your life.
]]> You often wish all the fluids would leave in a huge gushing flood so that you could fall down and be buried under at least a six-foot layer of them. Sometimes you even contemplate taking a huge knife to the wounds to help it hurry the process.It’s perfectly obvious to you in your relationships that everybody else out there on the fringes of your own locked jail cell is patently blind to your own pain, so why bother trying to tell them what it’s really like for you on the inside!
I’m convinced for a long time that my wife and son haven’t got a clue what they’re talking about or doing to me, even if they think they do. What the hell could they possibly know that I don’t already, especially since I’m the one leaking the fluids all over our lives?
I think this inner conviction of mine goes on and on for at least a year or more; before a particular scab falls off my eyes and lances me with a little light from a dawning realization – that they actually might have been right all along after all. That’s part of what love is supposed to be for, to be there for you in your times of unbearable trouble.”
For more ‘Stories of the Grieving Process after a Child Dies’ visit http://www.kenmatthies.com to buy the book and receive a Free Bonus series of 10 audios entitled The Stages of Grief Healing.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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]]>“I think it’s probably about this time too (October - three months after her death) that I finally work up enough guts to start pulling the boxes of Leila’s personal effects that she’d left behind out of their storage places around the house and out in the shed. I carry them all into our office downstairs and stack them close to my desk.
I can’t even open them yet. It’s just too hard to think about what I’ll find inside that I know will rip me wide open and leave me bleeding all over the floor. They stay that way all winter. And for the next summer I’m gone too. I still can’t bear facing it, so all I do is look at them all the time.
]]> It’s probably about the second fall after she’s gone that I finally screw up enough courage to start opening boxes. Turns out I was right all along about how it’d make me feel. Memory upon memory pours out of these boxes to feed my twitching hands, short-circuiting heart, and spastic breath as I go through and start trying to sort it all out.I find special cards I’d sent her. I find the original Valentine’s poem I wrote for her, the one you read yourself earlier on (in the book). I find her two birth certificates – the original that says ‘father unknown’ on it – and the second one we went to get together after her mom agreed to the changes: the one that does have my name on it as her dad! Woohee! That one hurt bad, but felt good too! You know what I mean.
I find a four-leaf clover that Leila had found once that had made her feel so happy, and that my wife had laminated for her. I find all kinds of stones she collected, and I find one of her collections of feathers. I find books on just about every subject. I find so much stuff that all had a meaning and had been precious to her in some way.
And then I find the bleached shoulder blade of a moose that she’d discovered on one of her bush walks. This is a very special find, I know, because Leila told me she intended to paint some Native designs on it; I think kind of as a personal celebration of her own Native Iroquois and Cree bloodlines running through her veins along with the other mingled blood from Scottish and German heritage.
This gets me thinking about who might best be able to honor that desire for her; and I know I’m asking for some Spirit help when I’m asking the question. And the name I’m given is George Poulin, a cousin of ours who’s an excellent and known Native artist in his own right. What clinches the deal for me is that I know he and Leila have spent some serious talking time together about her artwork and painting.
So I take it to him and explain the situation, and ask if he’d be willing to do the honor work on her behalf as a memorial piece for myself. He agrees, and my heart feels good for having done this.”
For more ‘Stories of the Grieving Process after a Child Dies’ visit http://www.kenmatthies.com to buy the book and receive a Free Bonus series of 10 audios entitled The Stages of Grief Healing.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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Returning home yesterday from a visit to a nearby community I passed through a section of road being rebuilt and widened. The signs in advance of this area from either direction warn you of it saying “Road Construction Next ___ Kilometers”, with the empty blank of the number of kilometers to be traveled filled in by hand with a black felt marker pen.
It struck me how well these signs equate to the individual journey of grief itself.
]]> In a way of speaking it could be said that everyone experiencing the grief of a loved one’s loss is suddenly thrown into a “construction zone” on their personal road of life – with everything about their formerly clear life highway ripped up, torn to pieces, and seriously in need of reconstruction before the way ahead can ever again resemble smooth.Suddenly you’re faced with ‘putting up the signs’ for this personal reconstruction zone of your life, and attempting to figure out what number to write in the blank space for the distance to be traveled through it. It seems at first to be an impossible task to comprehend a number to write down there – would one million miles be enough to start, you wonder? It certainly seems that long is what your battered feelings tell you.
While seeming an impossible choice initially, the simple truth of this example is that the number you write down will change dramatically over time, based upon your previous experiences of coping with crisis, and your own need and desire to understand and come to terms with the reality of its effects upon your life.
It’s for certain that the new road constructed will forever serve as a reminder of the loss, grief and bereavement you endured, and of the distance traveled to experience the healing of its journey.
Know that a day will come when you’ll gladly greet the sign which says “Construction Ends – Resume Speed”.
It’s a sign that speaks of your healing.
To learn more about how to reconstruct your life highway visit www.kenmatthies.com
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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It seems to take forever for light to show up again in your life after the death of a child – or after the death of anyone else in your life that you loved with all your heart. The loss is just so huge and the darkness of death so complete at the time that the concept of light becomes an alien subject for your mind to comprehend.
Yet the truth is that the light of your existence remains, forever shining bright beyond the darkness of your grief, and eventually revealing itself to you again as you begin the journey of healing that allows you to once again see and value its brilliance – and its vital importance to the completeness of healing that awaits your open and aching heart.
]]> As I’ve referred to in earlier posts written to this site, the light comes back into the reality of your life as you allow the sweetness of loving memories of your lost one to penetrate the pain which has blocked it. And as you do so – as you open your heart wider and wider to the beauty of memories which still live within you, the light grows in intensity and warmth to comfort your soul and ease the pain.Somewhere within its growing brilliance you will discover another dimension of light, that which is referred to in this Sunday school song of old – the spiritual light of your personal spirit which carries its own healing powers – still inextricably linked to the spirit of the one you lost, but now suffused with a depth of acceptance of your loss and reconnection to your loved one’s spirit that you completely lacked before.
It’s as you “let your little light (of the spirit) shine” – reaching for those loving memories and that spiritual awareness of the healing light within your own spirit – that your grief becomes transformed, your understanding changes, and your healing progresses and grows in strength more each day for the rest of your life.
The light is within you.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
HeartSpun Posts from the Crucible of Experience
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It’s good for your eventual healing that you experience this drive, and even better when you allow it to guide you into creating memorial symbols which are uniquely representative of your loved one – something you’ll treasure always and keep in the forefront of the changed life you live in the aftermath of your loss.
The form your memorial takes is important only to you and can consist of anything your aching heart chooses it to be – from a simple framed picture all the way up to an organization begun in their memory, or beyond. Only eternity can or should limit your options, or the actions you take to create a memorial symbol of healing value to you.
]]> For instance, perched on the top of my credenza behind me sits an entirely unique work of art which I commissioned my cousin, a local native artist of outstanding talent, to create for me as a memorial to honor the memory of my own daughter.As a young woman exploring her own ancestral roots which consisted of both North American Native and European bloodlines, my girl had once found the weathered shoulder blade of a moose on one of her bush walks. She had intended to paint designs on it honoring this mixed heritage, but never had the opportunity to do so before her death.
I found the bone in a box of her effects a year and a half after she died, and amid my tears at the time of its discovery was reminded of her intent for it. I approached my artist cousin and explained this situation to him and asked if he’d be willing to undertake honoring her intent.
Having known my daughter’s heritage and her own artistic bent he readily agreed. It took him two and a half years to complete the work, a period of time which to me was worth every moment given to its completion.
In its entire 21” height it consists of the shoulder blade of a moose mounted face-on vertically to the center top portion of a weathered moose skullcap with horn stubs on it, which is in turn mounted on - and appears to float on - a 9¾” woven copper-painted grinding disk. The design is unique to itself, representing the first and only piece of its kind in existence.
Painted front and back in rich colors of both contemporary and native designs his finished work is not only a masterpiece of creative artistic endeavor, but also a testament to the empathic link which connects his art to my daughter’s life – and the Spirit she has now become.
Something which began so simply – with just the memories surrounding the weathered shoulder blade of a moose found in a box in the aftermath of my daughter’s death. I’m reminded of so many wonderful things about her every single time I look at it though, and can feel its healing effects continuing to soothe the pain of her loss.
Memorial symbols really can help you heal from your grief. Treasure the ones you’ve already created, whatever they are, and allow their influence to continue healing your own heart of grief.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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Anyone who has experienced the pain of a loved one’s loss can identify with the concept of a whole lifetime having passed since that death occurred. It’s for certain that my granddaughter can.
]]> There’s no question the bite of her loss still grips her in talking about her momma, as evidenced by the little catch in her voice as she speaks about it. Yet it’s the loving clarity of heart, mind and memory with which this little girl talks about it that gives pause to my own years of hurt since her mother’s loss.I discovered in this birthday call that the vision and memories of her momma still live and burn just as brightly in her heart as they did that entire lifetime ago for her. Despite an eternal pain of loss that still lives within me, I find a wonderfully healing and comforted feeling in my own heart because of these still living visions of a child, and believe there’s a profoundly simple yet powerful lesson about grief to be found in it.
I’ve come to realize that it’s this goodness of vision and memory about our lost loved ones which we take out and carry with us from our own seemingly endless lifetime of loss, that holds a key to the future of our ultimate healing.
Sometimes it’s the little things – as exemplified in this instance by the words of a ten year old girl – which bring us to new points of gratitude in understanding that it’s this goodness of vision and memories that binds up the wounds of our grief – and gives us hope for the lifetime yet to be lived.
Words spoken out of the mouths of babes can help us find healing from loss, grief and bereavement too.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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]]>In the first place, who’s to say what “normal” really is after a death that’s taken away everything you ever considered to be normal before it happened?
The simple truth is that no hard and fast rule for such a thing exists, although some cultures have “supportive grieving structures” which seek to help define and guide the length of the grieving process for those suffering the pain of loss, grief and bereavement.
Yet as excellent and helpful as these structures are, even they cannot govern the private levels or length of grief experienced within the individual human heart – a heart that must find its own way to a grieving and healing length of time that’s right for that person.
The healing aspects of the grief process are cyclical in nature, often returning you to those places and times in memory where the pain of your loss becomes overwhelming yet again. At times like those you can’t help but question if the pain of it will ever change or end for you.
]]> The answer though is that it will definitely change and become progressively easier to bear as you allow yourself to “lean into the pain of it” to discover your personal healing path. Although the memory of having experienced your loss will never leave you, it’s only as you “lean into” and confront your feelings of loss that you can begin to heal and address the actual length of the grieving process in your life.Stated another way, the most important thing to know and understand about the length of the grieving process is this – it will be directly proportional to the effort you expend in facing its pain, searching for answers and understanding their new reality in your life, and allowing the healing of the answers discovered this way to soothe and give peace to your broken heart.
The fact that there is no set length of time allotted to the grieving process is a price which grief exacts on us all – yet it is also this fact which allows each person experiencing it’s pain the freedom to determine their own needs of how long it will take to go through it, and find new life in the shade of its reality.
Rather than ask how long the grieving process will be, allow yourself to understand that healing from grief is in fact a process of time itself – time to endure, time to confront, time to search out answers, time to accept, and time to heal.
Allow yourself to take however much time you need, and know that your healing will be fuller and more complete if you set no limits on the time needed for the healing of your own grief.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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]]>I refer to this encounter as a privilege because it validated – above all other reasons for my being there – the true importance of being at this spot on the earth at that moment, willing to listen to and share another person’s story of loss, grief and bereavement with an understanding and non-judgmental heart.
Too often in our busy world and our even busier lives we push aside those in grief – let alone grant them the time to sit down and listen to their stories of heartbreaking pain. Because we find it ‘uncomfortable’ to have to deal with the subject of death, we expect them to just “get over it and get on with your life” as though it had never happened.
Nothing could be further from the truth for someone in grief.
]]> As a person still recovering from my own grief experiences, it’s become my belief that we dishonor both them and their memories of the one they’ve lost when we so callously ignore the reality of the grief from which they suffer by refusing to listen. Someday this reality will be reversed for each of us, and who will listen to our own stories of uncompromising pain of loss when the role is suddenly reversed?It’s never easy losing your wife of over thirty-five years like it was for this Elder, especially when it was a marriage filled with the strength of love and devotion to each other and to the children they brought into the world together.
It’s much more difficult when that loss has occurred over an extended period of time and feelings of guilt wash over you after they’ve gone, because part of you is relieved they died and are finally past their illness, and part of you feels guilty for having such thoughts in the first place.
Coming to understand that those kinds of feelings of guilt are a natural part of the grieving process isn’t easy – and it’s made even less so when we’re unwilling to give a grieving, hurting person the room in our hearts, or the time to listen to, the things they so desperately need to be able to give voice to in order to find their own healing path.
It’s in the listening to, understanding and sharing of these painfully true events of life that we are able to bring a significant measure of healing to another person’s pain, as happened in the situation I describe.
I’m grateful I was in that spot on the earth when a grieving Elder needed to talk about his pain and feelings of guilt about his loss. I know it made a difference for him to be able to talk to someone who was willing to hear and understand his feelings, and to the path of his individual healing – because he told me it did.
And therein lies the importance of listening – you too will make a profound difference in the life of a grieving person by opening your ears along with your heart of caring, to help them take another step towards their healing.
You’d want them to do it for you if you needed it, wouldn’t you?
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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]]>For instance, last week was the fifth anniversary of my daughter’s death, followed immediately by her birthday. I fully expected to be rocked down to the ground again emotionally on those back to back anniversary days just like in previous years, but that wasn’t the way it happened this time around.
Instead what I discovered was that the pains of anticipation of the anniversary days in the two weeks prior to them were far outweighed by the quietness of heart I actually felt on the days themselves!
I was both blessed and amazed to discover this time around that I was able to use those two days as days of quiet and heartfelt reflection, with long walks and loving talks to my daughter, during which the flow of rich and wonderful memories about her and our life together brought peace to both heart and mind.
]]> To be able to remember and talk openly to her about her death on the first of those anniversary days, and then wish her a happy thirty-second birthday on the next one following was a definite first for me – one which has brought a new and healing perspective to the anniversary days yet to come.It seems that this year I’ve experienced the first tremors of profound change to the anniversary days of past years – and I welcome these tremors of change with open arms and heart, let me tell you!
As will you, when the earthquakes of grief surrounding your early anniversary years begin to evolve and change – much like mine are doing – into the softness of quietude, reflection, remembrance and long and loving talks with the one you lost.
Anniversary day tremors of change are something to look forward to in your journey of healing from loss, grief and bereavement.
With Love and Understanding,
Ken Matthies
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