Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. (Matthew 5.4)

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If you have experienced the death of a loved one in the past ten years and are over eighteen years old, we invite you to participate in a brief online study of the ways that individuals make sense of and find meaning in loss. All participants will be entered in a raffle to win one of two $50 gift certificates to Amazon.com.

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Book Corner

Mother [Paperback]

41DC2EK9VYL._SL500_AA300_Still grieving the death of her mother five years on, Mary Sullivan has been living on autopilot. Immersing herself in the daily details of taking care of her two teenage sons and husband, she gets by with occasional lapses of overwhelming grief. During a quick stop at a luncheonette, she breaks down again only to be helped by Cathy, the young woman manning the counter. Cathy's compassion is quickly reciprocated as Cathy finds herself motherless following a tragic accident. As Mary guides Cathy through the technical and emotional aspects of a loved one's death, Mary's family grows resentful of this interruption to their domestic routine. Author and playwright Rentschler (Jitters) has beautifully blended convincing characters, perceptive portraits of family relationships and friendships, and insight into the human capacity for healing and renewal. Recommended for all popular fiction collections.

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Funeral Wreaths

Grief Poems

Submission Guidelines: We accept articles, short stories, and poetry. We only accept submissions from the original author or a publicist hired by the copyright owner to submit material here. We do not pay for submitted content nor do we accept submissions that are primarily advertisements. You may place a brief resource box and contact information at the end of your submission. To submit content to this website, write joanne@grieflossrecovery.com.
Jun022006
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Ferna Lary

I hear little children laughing
and the sound brings my soul such pain.
Yet I know in my heart that life goes on
and I must learn to live again.

Some days I stay so busy
I don’t even realize you’re gone.
Then there are all of those other days when
I feel like I can’t go on.

Sometimes I think I dreamed you…
that you never existed for real.
You’ve been gone so long and I’m just not strong
for my life has become surreal.

They tell me it’s time to let go
and build a new life without you.
But the builder is weak and I can’t even speak
and I don’t know what else to do.

How long will this pain last, Lord?
How many tears have I already cried?
It seems like forever since my world fell apart
when my loved one died.

Copyright © 2001 by Ferna Lary. All rights reserved.

 
Oct192007
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Emily Amero

When I see your face, I can't stop crying
If I said I was okay, I'd be lying
I look at you now and wonder what went wrong
I know you don't have all that long

As hard as it will be, you'll be happier up there
You have earned all your feathers to get up in the air
My time with you has been a lot of fun
But now I realize it is all done

I couldn't change this no matter how hard I tried
One day you will move away and be with family
In your bed you would have died
Be happy then and put all bad thoughts aside.

About the author: Emily is 13 years old and after seeing her Grandpa in palliative care needed to write this song.
Copyright: November 18, 2002 Emily Amero

 
Jun012006
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Karen March

The planes came,
And took away our innocence.
The towers tumbled down,
As children's blocks to the ground.
And God wept.

People came,
All colors, races and religions.
To help, to save, to mourn, to give.
They came together as one.
And God hoped.

A few survivors,
So many lost and so much pain.
Our lives changed forever.
Down, but not defeated.
And God watched.

A nation reborn,
New strength, goodness and courage.
We will go on, we have learned.
United we stand.
And God smiles.

Copyright © 2001 by Karen March. All rights reserved.

   
Jun012006
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Doris Hooker

God created the heavens and the wind in the trees
He gave us sun in the morning and the big bumble bees
After all this beauty, God still wasn't through
So he created a angel and named him Andrew

Andrew came to us one day in December
A small fragile angel we'd always remember
This Little One needed so much just to live
No one could imagine how much he would give

This small little angel showed us a way
To find the joy of living each and every day
Asking the question, "What is your name?"
Forever our lives were never the same.

A few favorite things this angel had too,
like chewing gum, thin mints and cold Mountain Dew,
Pennies in the pockets of his worn overalls,
and rides on a cycle with his loving grandpa.

This angel named Andrew, so loved you could see
by Mommy, Daddy and his whole family.
He thrived and he grew beyond all expectation,
this work of the heart, God's lovely creation.

Then, as God planned, he called Andrew home.
But he promised the family they were never alone
See, love is a spirit that grows within you,
as we live every hour, we remember…Andrew

Though we can't kiss him or caress his sweet face,
We can still one day see him in a beautiful place,
Where all children are happy and angels abound
This is where our little Andrew is found.

Living on earth just won't be the same
without our little angel, Andrew's his name.
Some day we will find him, when it's our name God calls
We will see our Angel
with pennies in the pockets of his worn overalls.

Copyright © 2001 by Doris Hooker. All rights reserved.

 
Jun012006
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Brenda Penepent, LPN

Another year has come,
And you, so far away from me now;
But in my heart still.
Forever, I will hold you close.
Each smile, laugh and tear I’ve cried
A testament to your presence.
I will always love you,
No matter what happens.
Your death can not separate us.
I’m right here, loving you as always.
My heart is true and strong.
I will never forget your spirit.
I am no longer afraid.
To live or die is the same for me.
You are with me on this journey.
I raise your light to the heavens, and smile.

About the author: Brenda Penepent, LPN, Executive Director of Healing Heart For Bereaved Parents, Russellville, Arkansas Chapter.

Copyright © 2001 by Brenda Penepent. All rights reserved.

   

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