Grief -my post collection
A collection of a few of my posts about grief
The Elusive Woman is a poem about a dream I had soon after my mom passed away
This poem was a dream I had about my mother shortly after she passed away.
Remembering my dad. Do we ever truly say goodbye?
Only my journals know of my rants over the years. My fears. Writing therapy. Poem
Grieving a friend and a mystic experience I had. Was she trying to communicate to
me?
Can we feel grief from other’s or is it telling us more about ourselves?
It looks like you've had a lot of loss in a short period of time. I hope your beautiful poetry provides some relief from the pain.
They all resonate, Jane. Grieving is part of our journey.