Grief

Bijender Sharma writes: Tibetan Spiritual Leader Dalai Lama today expressed his shock over the deaths at Burma in recent Cyclone Nargis. In a letter to Mr Jacob Kellenberger, president of International Committee of the Red Cross, sent on 8 May, His Holiness the Dalai Lama said: “I am deeply saddened by the catastrophe caused in [...]

Bijender Sharma writes from Dharamshala: Tibetan Parliament and Central Tibetan Administration has expressed their great sorrow for the loss of lives and properties in south western parts of China on 12 May, killing thousands of people. In a press statement released today said, “We are shocked to learn through the world media that a devastating earthquake [...]

Just had to lay out some quick rants.  Man, the s**tlist gets longer by the minute.Papa John's Pizza - These are the guys that  gave out anti-Lebron James t-shirts to Washington Wizards fans during the Cavs-Wizards series that read "Crybaby 23".  That Papa John sure knows how to pick a winner, doesn't he?Miley Cyrus's Vanity Fair scandal - All those who cry about how indecent today's culture is, be sure to stop and smell the hypocrisy.  If today's societal mores are going to Hell in a handbasket, why is such a stink being made over a photo that would have been passe 15 years ago?  Personally, I find the photo to be quite nonsexual and quite artistic, especially in comparison to Calvin Klein's ads with Brooke Shields in the 80s and the child porn-esque cam

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Grief and loss come in a multitude of forms. There is grief due to loss of a loved one but there’s also the sense of grief related to illness and the impending demise of a loved one. More: continued here

A study published in the February 2008 issue of Clinical Transplantation examines the effect of the organ donation process on families dealing with grief. Using the British Columbia Transplant Society (BCTS) database, the authors mailed test packages to families of...

Tragic motorcyclist's mother tells of griefWrexham Leader, UK - Apr 9, 2008Stephen Leslie Taylor, 32, died in a collision on the A550 Welsh Road, Childer Thornton, when his Triumph Daytona motorbike and a Citroen C3 collided at a ...

Strong feelings of grief are normal and healthy after the death of someone you love but recent research from UNSW suggests that some people grieve for so long that it becomes a significant mental illness. Estimates are that between 10 and 15 per cent of bereaved people experience an intense, prolonged sadness arising from longing or yearning for the deceased - so much so that their overall health is impaired, they withdraw socially, become depressed and even suicidal. As well, there's growing recognition that traditional grief counseling may not help. However, other recent findings suggest that such people can recover with Cognitive Behavior Therapy, an approach already shown to be more effective than medication for a range of psychological problems, including anxiety and traumatic stress.

← Older revision Revision as of 05:20, 26 March 2008 Line 1: Line 1: {{expert}} {{expert}} - '''Grief therapy''' is a kind of [[psychotherapy]] used to treat severe or complicated traumatic [[grief]] reactions,<ref>Jacobs, Shelby, Carolyn Mazure, and Holly Prigerson. "Diagnostic Criteria for Traumatic Grief." Death Studies 24 (2000):185–199 </ref>, which are usually brought on by the loss of a close person (by separation or [[death]]) or by community disaster. The goal of grief therapy is to identify and solve the psychological and [[emotion]]al problems which appeared as a consequence. They may appear as [[behavioral]] or physical changes, psychosomatic disturbances, delayed or extreme [[mourning]], conflict

Grief moves like a subterranean stream through my life, and its liquidity is a constant yet frequently unconscious presence. Days can pass wherein I dip nary a toe in the rushing waters. Yet other days, the waters rise, and the briny fluid reaches the wells of my eyes.These past few weeks, that subterranean tributary is quite less than subterranean. Its level has risen, and the melting winter snows seem to have swelled the stream, feeding its depth, its breadth, and its velocity of movement.This month of March brings with it the dying breaths of Winter, as well as the birthdays of three dearly departed loved ones. Grief is natural at this time of year, and the lack of sun in this New England late winter only adds to the challenge.So, what to do in the face of grief's rise? Watch, breathe,

Good Grief: A Preview Of A Trailer For The Incredible Hulk?The word is that we'll finally see a trailer for the upcoming re-boot The Incredible Hulk on Wednesday. I've talked about the bizarre (to me) lack of promotion for this movie, but now things go in the opposite extreme direction. The trailer is going to premiere on MTV and if you follow this link you'll see a commercial promoting the trailer. I don't know why that should seem absurd to me. Perhaps it's the fact that fanatical (in a good way, of course) online movie news following mania is leaking out to traditional media. Is it me, or is it wierd to see a commercial for a trailer? TrackBack (0) | Comments (8) Link - Vic Holtreman - Mon, 10 Mar 2008 12:47:34 GMT - Feed (1 subs) MOVIES Sent using

~ This post is in participation with The Ultimate Blog Party. ~ This book I read after the death of our son, just over three years ago, and it was probably the main book I could say, “yes, you understand what we age going through”.  Harsh Grief, Gentle Hope is by Mary A. White, whose adult, married son was [...]

I cannot remember where I read about the Grief Cycle to describe the current economic downturn, but I thought it worth repeating with a little of my own commentary. Elizabeth Kübler-Ross wrote a book, called “On Death and Dying,” where she talked about a cycle of emotional states called the Grief Cycle. The Grief Cycle has [...]

When something really bad happens, I crave the Every Day. I need a stiff shot of normalcy to muddle through. Charred steaks. Baked potato. Hands sifting through dirt. Water dripping from the hose. A little dog jumping in a kiddie pool. Anything to push it away. Sweat it out. It makes the bad things seem farther away, somehow.I don’t want to accept what happened. I want to pretend like everything’s fine. And somehow. It helps. I can talk about being real but when it comes down to it, when I’m sad or lonely, I just want to pretend. Smile while the ring knocks against the stem of the wine glass. Easily chat about the heat with strangers. Dip my fingers in the Sangria and wet my lips, feigning an interest that I just don’t have. Tipping my head and pretending to listen. Acting like eve

When something really bad happens, I crave the Every Day. I need a stiff shot of normalcy to muddle through. Charred steaks. Baked potato. Hands sifting through dirt. Water dripping from the hose. A little dog jumping in a kiddie pool. Anything to push it away. Sweat it out. It makes the bad things seem farther away, somehow.I don’t want to accept what happened. I want to pretend like everything’s fine. And somehow. It helps. I can talk about being real but when it comes down to it, when I’m sad or lonely, I just want to pretend. Smile while the ring knocks against the stem of the wine glass. Easily chat about the heat with strangers. Dip my fingers in the Sangria and wet my lips, feigning an interest that I just don’t have. Tipping my head and pretending to listen. Acting like eve

By Andrew Liszewski I for one am more than happy to see all tape based formats eventually go the way of the Dodo. We’re not there quite yet, but we’ve made important strides towards ensuring their extinction. But if for some reason you really miss audio cassettes, wearing this tie will remind everyone who sees it [...]

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Yesterday it was the third day of the grief recovery workshop. It was the roughest day for my part as this day consisted of making a relationship chart over mine and my mother relationship, and also writing a fullfilment letter, that you can also partly call a goodbye letter. Reading the relationship chart was really hard, but reading the fullfilment letter actually made me feel like something was flying away from me. After I had read the letter I remember watching up to the roof and thinking she is free and so am I....I am not going to publish the whole letter as it was quite long, but I will publish the end of it here, the part of letting go:I want you to know, that despite everything I really miss you in my life and I wish that things could have been different. I want you to know that

Today we presented our loss charts. A loss chart is a chart that shows the losses in your life. It was hard to tell about it to the other people in the goup and some losses definetly still hurts...Our second task was to imagine that you would die in an hour and you needed to write our last toughts before you would die. You also needed to write a letter to the ones left behind and here is my letter:Since I moved away from home, my life has become better and better. With theese words I dont want to make anybody feel guilty or punish anybody, it was nobodys fault how things were. We were all unhappy in my family home and it is is better for all of us, as things are now. The meaning of life is to be happy, and that is why everything happend just the way it was supposed to happen. With this I w

Today was the first day of the grief recovery workshop (www.sorg.se) I am attending.This day was not that hard as it consisted mostly of lectures, but there were som tragic lifestorys that were shared with the group. One woman for example is there because her 14 year old daughter committed suicide without any warning, and there was a lot of people who has lost their loved ones to death.Tomorrow and on Friday we are going to work more on our own grief and we are also going to choose a person that we are going to mourn. I am guessing mine will be my mother although there are two more candidates that needs closure, but I will probably take them at a later point.Right now I am just feeling sad, but that is part of the process.....

Miscarriage is so strange. It's like a parallel universe. Suddenly women, so many women, come forth and tell their stories that live in utter silence otherwise. It is not something people discuss. Even the name is a holdover from the days when the mother was blamed, like a duck who's a bad sitter. She mis-carried, carried badly.The numbers of women have made me realize it might be just a few who escape what I'm beginning to think of as a fairly pervasive right of passage. If we count early miscarriage to stillborn or even those who died shortly after birth, it's a huge number of families. Huge.I know I've already said it, but being the recipients of so much love and care from our friends, neighbors and community is really humbling. It is a gift we struggle to receive. At the same time all

I had dinner with my old friend Jeremy this week ("old" meaning we've been friends for ten years...not "old" as in he started his career in show business as a backup dancer for Carol Channing).As the meal progressed, we got to telling old stories...and this one came out of nowhere:A number of years ago, my friend Lucas was in New York for work. We were out and about at the usual neighborhood haunts and we ran into a friend of mine who was out for drinks with one of his coworkers.The coworker in question, despite being a sweetheart and nice and funny and all that, had some unfortunate issues in the dental department.His grill was missing some fill.His teeth were giving grief.*He had "summer teeth" - some were there....some were not.Now, the whole time I was talking to the guy, my friend Lu

Excellent News - Interest Rates stay the same at 14.5% - well done Uncle Tito - I think you just saved the bacon of Thabo and the current ATeam with their current series of woes. Quote "the Monetary Policy Committee has decided that it is appropriate at this time to leave the repo rate unchanged at 11 per cent per annum" Unquote Ok so now is the time to take charge folks. Lets start clearing

  GamerDude and I pay an extra $10 a month in our cable bill to have DVR service. This allows us to record the shows we like and to watch them at a time that fits our schedule. With my juggling of work, school, and homework it is the only way I get to watch anything. Recently we got caught up on some episodes of Pushing Daisies.  It is probably my favorite show on TV currently because it is sweet and funny and touching and silly all at once.  Also the use of color is really yummy.  It reminds me of the flashback scenes in Big Fish where everything is so bright and vivid it just pops off the screen with surrealism. Anyway, in a recent episode one of the characters has a scene where she sings the song Morning Has Broken.  It is a scene in which she starts out singing softly and almost sadly and transitions into sheer joy.  It is a scene in which she is moving away from grief and back into living life again. And yes I know it is a Christian hymn.  I sang it way back when … i

A silent tear punctuatedHis placid eyes, Andswiftly rolled down his cheek onto the floor,A forlorn moon gazed at the black silhouette-Standing at the window,His mind racing in another universe, Ofhappiness & freedom,A life he'd longed for so badly,A life that would end all his miseries.Below, the roar of the sea intensified hisDying feelings, Intensified his restlessnessto abandon this material world,To reunite with his Lord.He wouldn't have to be itinerant any more,He wouldn't have to beg for mercy any more,Many a crime he had perpetrated with ruthless aggression,And yet, he had felt sympathy for the victims sometimes.He wasn't that bad after all."But, what does it all matter now?", he said aloud"When Black has engrossed me?"This inevitable end seemed to be the only fitting conclusio

A grief-stricken man threw himself on a grave and cried bitterly, "My life, oh how senseless is it! How worthless everything about me, because you are gone. If only you had lived, if only fate had not been so cruel as to take you from this world, how everything would have been different!"A clergyman nearby overheard him and said, "I assume the person lying beneath this mound of earth was someone of great importance to you.""Importance? Indeed it was," wept the man. "It's my wife's first husband!"

The following material first ran three years ago today.The text (Dylan Thomas) and the illustrations (Chris Raschka) of A Child's Christmas in Wales have transformed the geography of the imaginations of the Misses M-mv, whose desks are strewn with their own drawings depicting their favorite passages of this seasonal favorite."But that was not the same snow," I say. "Our snow was not only shaken from white wash buckets down the sky, it came shawling out of the ground and swam and drifted out of the arms and hands and bodies of the trees; snow grew overnight on the roofs of the houses like a pure and grandfather moss, minutely ivied the walls and settled on the postman, opening the gate, like a dumb, numb thunder-storm of white, torn Christmas cards.""Were there postmen then, too?""With sprinkling eyes and wind-cherried noses, on spread, frozen feet they crunched up to the doors and mittened on them manfully. But all that the children could hear was a ringing of bells."Have you heard Th

This year I have lost my mother, my oldest son Shaun, and my only sister. This time last year I was working and making good money. Then, my mother died on 1/24/07. I lost the contract on my job. I searched and found a new job that began on Monday, Aug. 6, [...]

I really need to update my user-pic over here. Ava looks SOOO small!I was clearing out some thing sin my Photobucket account yesterday. I found a bunch of videos I had made when Ava was about 6 months old! That seems SO long ago. Even hearing Johanna's voice on the videos, she sounds so different now.These children are certainly growing up so fast. Lost teeth, language explosions.How do they keep getting older while I stay the same age? ;)This, I want to know. :)

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HollyscoopLosing a mother is never easy; especially when you shared a bond like Kanye did with his mother. 50 Cent actually seems (notice I said seems) very sympathetic to Kanye during this difficult time even though they shared a small beef over album sales earlier this year. When asked if he any words on the topic, he stated,"That's really an unfortunate situation and I hope he can work his way through it..."It's good to see him actually touring: You can work your way back into a comfortable space where you can deal with those situations."Work your way through it? 50 that sounds kinda heartless to ME. Source

December is coming. The end of 2007 is coming. My contract is ending in a few months’ time. Everything seems to be ending for me. I feel demoralised. Depressed? A little. I’m not sure what this coming months will bring. Joy? Hope? Lost? Disappointment? I’ll be graduating once I receive the letter to attend the ceremony. I’m sure my parents will be going with me. However, I don’t feel excited about this ceremony now. After 4 years of tears and hard work, it doesn’t seem so attractive now. With the coming contract ending, I’m once again wondering if I should strike out on my own. I’m not sure where my personal life will be going with my mishandling, yet again. I still haven’t learnt from the other time. I asked myself why is that I must insist it be done that way. I keep hurting others instead. After knowing that they are hurt, I’m disappointed with myself and depressed with the way I’ve handled the situations.

This is a serialized story. Click here to read the previous post or here to start at the beginning. After her encounter with Kevin O’Meara, Jeanne’s grief for her lost husband changed into something worse. When Dr. Kevin O’Meara issued her into his private little chamber to chastise her for letting the tooth go so long, and then for no good reason stood up and gently pressed his fingers along the slope running from the base of her neck, Jeanne’s daydreams conflated with the arguments that had dominated her raggedy sleep since she’d first met the man. Since moving to Kansas, Jeanne worked nights and in the morning drove her child to nursery school. There she handed Colette to Patrice, Jeanne’s one friend—and Kevin’s wife. Then she went home—to a house that Kevin owned. She lay down in the rented bedroom, an eye mask reinforcing a darkness dependent on closed blinds and heavy curtains. Slipping free of all vigilance, Jeanne’s mind turned into two voices, which s

Agonizing. Difficult. Exhausting. There is no doubt about it, grief is a harrowing process, no matter what angle you approach it. Even though grief is universal in the sense that it touches all humankind, the way we each feel and deal with grief is unique to every individual, kind of like how every snowflake that falls to the earth has its own unique crystal shape. Gratefully I have been blessed with a firm and unwavering belief in God. Understanding that there is life after death and coming to learn to accept the Lord’s grace and tender mercies in all forms have really helped me deal with my own losses. Does this make my grief easy then? Absolutely not. There is still a process that must be taken, but at least it helps me cope with the burdens I have been given. Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on the way you look at it, I have never needed to attend a funeral. However, I am still quite acquainted with grief and loss in the form of miscarriages. I have lost 5 prec

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Humanitarian that I am, I my heart goes out today to New York Mets players. A day after completing one of the worst collapses in baseball history, a collapse that saw them lose a 7-game division lead with 17 games to go in the season, Mets Nation is hurting right now. My caring heart compels me to try to help them through this painful time. As a licensed sports psychologist, which I will be with 4 more years of school and a license, I will try to help Mets players deal with their grief as they go through the five stages of…well, grief. (more…)       

   Haven't touched the computer to write in about two weeks and my head is about to explode with thoughts and ideas. My better entries seem to occur when it seems I initially have very little going on in my mind, just the opposite of what I'm feeling tonight. Oh well, I'll just hit the keys and see what happens. My father was buried two days ago. The whole illness death experience was one of the most difficult things I've experienced in my life. I am glad his suffering is over but it will be hard readjusting to life without his presence. It didn't really hit me hard until the actual funeral procession began. I've always had a phobia of funerals and unconsciously searched for ways to avoid them, whenever possible. One of the worst panic attacks of my life occurred at a funeral when I was a teen. I've learned much about grief since that time. Anxiety was not a problem with the loss of my father. I worry about my mother but sadness and a sense of loss has been w

Trish Online Prayer Request Thank you for helping us to “pray for one another that we may be healed.” i am praying for other postings. I have been getting lost in grieving. My dad is in advance dementia and it tears my heart out to see him going down week by week. My mom is 93 and starting to fail and I’m focusing on loosing them and feeling consuming pain and anger at these losses. I need a good kick in the butt, but I feel alone in this and know that my Jesus wants to be my counsellor and strength but I think He’d be Ok if I had some sincere believers to pray and be supportive. Thank you. May God bless you richly for this ministry.

An offshore merchant account ends the days of sulking in misery over denied merchant account applications. Getting turned down in every application is always kinda hard to take in, especially if you worked really hard for that endeavor. As just in the case of high risk businesses, such as adult, dating service, escort, escort service, telemarketing, travel, high volume, and multilevel marketing, reading the mark , “denied” on the merchant account application is totally unfortunate. Let’s incorporate the Kübler-Ross model of the five stages of grief to the agony merchants face when their applications are rejected: Denial – It can’t be happening After all you’ve been through, making sure that the all the requirements were submitted, together with the original and photocopies, coming in wearing your best suit and even a new haircut, just to impress the financial officer, waiting for like six weeks to get a mere yes or no, you get a denied application. You

Perhaps it’s a coincidence, but ever since the big switch in ad services, from Google AdSense to Microsoft, Digg.com has been giving me loads and loads of script errors just like this one (click for full size image): And this happens on any network I’m on, or any of the dozens of computers I can work [...]

Shake your fist - Port O'brien, "A Puffin"Gorilla vs Bear - Glass candy, "Candy castle"Bows + Arrows - The mountain goats, "Jenny"Nothing but green lights - After Christmas, "division by photographs"The Torture garden - the Good grief, "Lips"

You can click on the show in the player a few entries below this one.ABOUT THE AUTHOR SAM OLIVERSam has cared for the needs of the dying in palliative care for over 16 years. During that time, Sam has served as the Chair, and now, Co-Chair of the Hospice Ethics Committee at the Hospice Care Center of VNS in Akron, Ohio. He has served several years as a State Continuing Education Chairperson for the Association of Professional Chaplains. For well over a decade, Sam has been an active editorial review board member and contributing writer for Healing Ministry Journal, The Journal of Terminal Oncology, and The American Journal of Hospice and Palliative Care. Sam began his speaking about spiritual care over 15 years ago and continues to speak at public engagements on the local, national, and i

Grief and death is perhaps the things which has caused me to wonder the existence of life. I dare not say that I have the true knowledge of God. I born in a Catholic family. My parents are not well-educated. My grandparents had never attended schools. They were Catholics too. I also don’t know. As a child, I only know what my mother told me. She only knows that we had to go to Church and pray to God. Who is God? How to pray? Pray to Who? I don’t even know HIM. It was a mystery to me. I was told to go Catechism class. Everything was so foreign to me. Everytime I heard the catechist said God, God and God. I cannot visualize, I cannot imagine and I cannot associate anything when I have no ideas at all what on earth is God. I read the bible though. I want to learn more. I read about Jesus in the bible. Those were how I spent my nights before I sleep when I was young. During my secondary school, I had Bible Studies and I learn the whole book of Luke and Acts of the Apostle. I

"NEWS ALERTfrom The Wall Street JournalJuly 11, 2007Whole Foods' founder and CEO John Mackey posted many messages on Yahoo's stock forums for about eight years, ending around August 2006, the company confirmed Wednesday. Mr. Mackey used the pseudonym "Rahodeb," an anagram for Deborah, the name of Mr. Mackey's wife. On the boards, Rahodeb routinely cheered Whole Foods' financial results, trumpeted personal gains on the stock, and bashed rival Wild Oats.http://online.wsj.com/article/SB118418782959963745.html?mod=djemalert"

It's late at night. My children have long since been tucked down into their beds; my husband is snoring next to me. I'm tired, yet not tired enough to fall asleep. I try to close my eyes and drift peacefully off to sleep. My mind wanders over the events of the day. I think about earlier in the evening, when I was filling the tub up with water and, leaving the room for just a second to change my

Angelina Jolie, the star of “The Good Shepherd”, credits Billy Bob Thornton, her former husband, for giving her the best advice following the death of her mother. While the 32-year-old actress was struggling to cope with the grief of losing her mum, Marcheline Bertrand, to cancer earlier this year, her former husband called to offer his views on death. The actress revealed, “He said, ‘You’ll never get over it. It’s never going to be Ok, and once you accept that, you realize you never want to get over it.’” The actress added, “He said, ‘Just kind of let it sit with you, and let it be a part of who you now are.’” Angelina Jolie recently admitted her weight loss is a result of the grieving process.

They're called “iconic” even though they were only truly popular for the span of 1997-1998. But what an impression they made--transforming our pre-tween sisters into driveling “girl power” drones and spawning a torrent merchandise push that rivals only the beloved KISS extravaganza. And now, the Spice Girls are back, gearing up for a world tour kicking off in December and aspiring to ride out the aftershocks of their '90s success.

“The persons on whom I have bestowed my dearest love, lie deep in their graves; but, although the happiness and delight of my life lie buried there too, I have not made a coffin of my heart, and sealed it up, for ever, on my best affections. Deep affliction has but strengthened and refined...

I’m home from my trip to Blackfoot, Idaho. Whew, I’m tired. Ran agility today and drove home this afternoon. Was fun, I’m also glad to be home. I had an odd dream last night in the hotel room. It was one of those dreams I was glad to wake up from. Of course dreams are disjointed so I’ll describe it the best as I can. It kinda started out as a CSI episode. There was a homemade bomb in what seemed to be a swimming pool, and many people were killed. It was very sad. And then it morfed into High School. I go back to the same school in my dreams all the time. I could draw out a map of this school. It only resembles my High School a little bit. More so it resembles my Jr High School (loved HS, hated Jr High). Anyway, I dream about school a lot. Usually I can’t find my classes or my locker. This time I was having a hard time finding my locker after a class. I don’t remember what class it was now, but I think I knew in my dream. So I’m wandering

     Last night I dreamed of . . . being Gomer Pyle in the Marines going through basic training. The Sergeant really let me have it for not being up to snuff. I'm sure these dreams of late are representative of current real life struggles that cannot be avoided. It was more difficult than usual working with grieving patients this past week after seeing that dreaded look of death in my fathers' eyes last Sunday. For the first time the denial I have clung to weakened as I felt a little shock. He really is dying and there is nothing I can do about it. I placed him in his hospital bed and tried to adjust it to make him feel more comfortable. My mother spoke to me about concerns of a business nature but it was very hard to concentrate or think clearly. I have seen that look several times before in patients I treated in the hospital and they always died. It is an ominous sign but the exact time of death cannot be predicted with any certainty. A little over a year ago I

"The Year of Magical Thinking" at the Booth Theatre, May 31, 2007 (photo by Brigitte Lacombe) Joan Didion's memoir of the same title is the basis for the 90 minute recitation now in a limited run in New York. It is billed as a play, but with only one character's point of view expressed, it is more an abridged version of her book told aloud by the very compelling Vanessa Redgrave. It's

I’ve been hanging out the last week with this bitch named Weepy. She’s mostly around during the day and at night Sleeping Pill Bill holds down the fort. I like Sleeping Pill Bill. He is all melllllllow and is allllll about snacks. I like it! But that Weepy is a drag. I mean, she’s alright… no, not really. Weepy makes me feel empty of anything good and stuffed right full of bad and Screaming tends to check in on me and Weepy from time to time to see if we need her services which we do, thank you very much. SCREAMING BANSHEE HERE YOU GO GET IT ALL OUT. But it doesn’t all come out. I don’t know how to not feel so unbelievably shitty about my grandma being dead in a coffin in the ground where nobody’s going to put fresh lipstick on her before the next round of guests arrives, which is okay, I suppose, because did you see the glossy one? It just…didn’t look like her lips with the glossy one. (I was happy when Grandpa kissed it off bef

Dianna Booher (Facts On File Publications) "An effective writing style is one of the most important tools a business person can possess, and good grammar is the foundation of clear writing. In Good Grief, Good Grammar, Dianna Booher has welcome news for all business writers afflicted by bad grammar: Not only is the "disease" treatable, the cure is painless. Good Grief, Good Grammar represents an innovative self-help approach that lets professionals at all levels—from top management to the typing pool—improve their mastery of English grammar and usage at their own pace. Moreover, instead of a dry remedial approach, Good Grief, Good Grammar has an entertaining, slightly irreverent touch that makes the principles of grammar more pleasant to learn and easier to remember. The examples in this comprehensive guide are drawn from business situations, and the book includes quizzes to help the reader check his or her mastery of the concepts presented. For "visual" people, representative sent

Dianna Booher (Facts On File Publications) "An effective writing style is one of the most important tools a business person can possess, and good grammar is the foundation of clear writing. In Good Grief, Good Grammar, Dianna Booher has welcome news for all business writers afflicted by bad grammar: Not only is the "disease" treatable, the cure is painless. Good Grief, Good Grammar represents an innovative self-help approach that lets professionals at all levels—from top management to the typing pool—improve their mastery of English grammar and usage at their own pace. Moreover, instead of a dry remedial approach, Good Grief, Good Grammar has an entertaining, slightly irreverent touch that makes the principles of grammar more pleasant to learn and easier to remember. The examples in this comprehensive guide are drawn from business situations, and the book includes quizzes to help the reader check his or her mastery of the concepts presented. For "visual" people, representative sent

I’d just completed the If I Was A Gecko myspace(/ifiwasagecko) page, for no reason other than to see what happens, when my laptop became so fucked that not only can I no longer use it, but I have absolutely no idea of how to resuscitate it. The only thing I knew to do was an incomprehensible diagnostic program. If weird screens and lengthy error codes weren’t bad enough, the built in BEEPiness

I think I scared you all away. I was so proud of my last post, but I'm wondering now if it's heading off to that dark place I was in last year. Or maybe it just stank, LOL. But it's a first stab at a topic that's important - how we talk about and visualize adoption. There are hundreds, maybe thousands, of prospective adoptive parents out there who are being told that adoption is a triad, made up of equal members - a nice, pat way of looking at an experience that's clearly nothing like that. Time for this to change, I think.Which is a good segue into something that has been bothering me recently. Nicole posted a deeply emotional and moving post about her relationship with her daughter. It's a post of questions - whys and ifs and hows about her daughter's lack of interest in adoption, the absence of grief in her life, and the reasons for her apparent disinterest. And one more, which simply broke my heart: How do you live with unrequited love for your child?My heart goes out to Nic

I wrote this a few weeks ago and didn't post it because I felt, much like my sister, that I write too often of my lost father. Then I received an email from a reader this past weekend. This woman told me how a post I wrote about my experience helped her cope with the anniversary of her father's death. Later that evening, I read this in the introduction to 'The Best American Essays 1999": "A

Name a difficult/painful experience of loss. the loss of my innocence, the inability to maintain healthy relationships, and my own personal identity due to fourteen years of sexual and physical abuse. Describe how it has affected you. it made me feel guilt, rage, humiliation, pain, and numbness. I dealt with it by isolating myself and shutting down. I built huge defensive walls that would make the Berlin wall look like a picket fence. I stopped expressing emotion. It made me blame and hate myself. I've been unable to maintain a long-term romantic relationship and has kept my familial relationships rocky at best. Where are you in the mourning process? I'm still reacting because I was numb for so long. I'm very angry about my childhood and the lack of protection. I am trying to re-parent myself. What do you need to do? I need to process the events and express my feelings to the important people in my life. I also need to learn to trust men and recognize my own self-worth.

I've been having trouble writing about this. Schuyler has begun to aggregate what others have shared, so I'll direct you to their words. I'm also having a hard time praying. I keep on falling into prayer - especially prayer for Stacy, Mike, and Ella - but there are no words, and there's no peace in the silence. So, I fall back to faith - faith that the love of God, channelled through a community of people who care deeply and powerfully for them, will in some way comfort a grieving mom, dad, and twin sister. Will, in your short time with us, you taught us so many lessons of courage, strength, tenderness, and love. Mike, Stacy, and Ella, we love you. O God, whose beloved Son took children into his arms and blessed them: Give us grace to entrust Will to your never- failing care and love, and bring us all to your heavenly kingdom; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen. Most merciful God, whose wisdom

Joy is a GIVEN for adoptive parents - we have the children. Every day I watch my near-adult kids grow, stretch their wings, claim their world. And every day I feel guilt - yes, guilt - for the undeserved joy I am experiencing, the fact that their parents have had none of it, and for what my children have lost. Admitting that my joy has come at this great price doesn't spoil it, though it tempers it with reality. It doesn't change how I love my kids, nor is it something I talk to them about. It's simply something I accept and respect as a part of my adoption experience.

Enlightenment Bulletin Board ::'Complicated Grief' Goes Beyond Depression Researchers estimate that 10 percent to 15 percent of the surviving relatives of people who die naturally experience complicated grief, Prigerson said. She said people who lose someone they were emotionally dependent on are at greatest risk. She is working to get the disorder recognized in the American Psychiatric Association's next edition of the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders. The next DSM-V will be published in 2012. Dr. Michael First, a Columbia University psychiatry professor and member of a committee that will decide what goes into the DSM, said the panel will consider whether complicated grief merits its own designation. "From what I've seen so far, it's certainly not an off-the-wall suggestion," First said. He said doctors see patients all the time, especially the elderly, who never get over the death of a loved one. Dr. Richard Glass, a psychiatry professor at the Universi

"How do I comfort sad people?" you might ask. Read:Always smile. Smiling is, at times, viral. Doing this could make them smile in return, thus lessening their burden by an inch. It's also one way of establishing a connection with them.Talk. Start a conversation. It starts with a "Hi" or "Hello". I usually do it with an "Uy", then ask what's wrong.Listen. Don't just go on asking questions. You also have to listen to what they have to say.Understand. Be understanding and compassionate. Never blame them for any reason at all. Just tell them that things happen for a reason (most people say it even if they themselves don't know what's the reason, so just say it).Offer help. Give friendly advices. Always be positive when doing it. Sinister ones will only make things worse. If you can offer more than simple advices, then, offer them company or friendly-services (such as inviting them to attend some recreational activities like sports, workshops, gimmicks, etc.) to al

GIORGIO MORODER RARITIES #3In 1973 this dowdy looking band went all 'Glam Rock' and gave us one of the best singles from that era, plus a few startling appearances on Top Of The Pops.Giorgio Moroder released a single some 4 years earlier called 'Looky Looky' which sounds remarkably similar.*re-uploaded*'Good Grief Christina'

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These stories have been told before. Yet Sanjay Kak’s film on Jammu and Kashmir, “Jashn-e-Azadi”, documenting an innocent population trapped between the terrorist’s gun and the army’s, one gets gooseflesh and a sting in the eye. The film, shot from 2004-06 and literally meaning “How we celebrate freedom”, begins with a scene of India’s Independence Day [...]