Since Son Left Home (day 4)

I sobbed a lot day one and two with the horrendous internal pain that loss causes. For nineteen years (plus the nine months he spent growing within) my son and I have journeyed through this mother/son relationship and have enjoyed each other’s company 98% of the time. My son brought joy into my heart and life…

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People in Emotional Pain

 To heal pain you must step up to it, you must examine it, you must find its deepest truth. This will hurt…a lot! We must step into our own internal fire of Armageddon where all things are revealed. About them, about us. And then we must express it, re-interpret it, understand it, accept it, and then own…

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not mad, but sad

“So how come you’re not working in psych anymore?” “Burnt out.” “Not surprising.” “What do you mean?” “Well, what a job working with mad people and all. No wonder something rubbed off on you.” I sigh; look at the sky, taking the time to allow my spirited self to calm down before replying. “I burnt…

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the funerals tomorrow

His funeral is tomorrow It seems so terribly wrong Why do we never expect to have to say goodbye And not even to the one we love But to a box encompassing What? For it won’t be him Of this I’m sure Though I know Nothing else.

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A Strange Silence In My Head

There are strange happenings in my head right now Thoughts won’t stand still and yet underneath…a strange silence. My mind has had new information served it Unacceptable information And it doesn’t know what to do. I have been on the journey of self-knowledge for a long time now and as such… Stand as both the observer and…

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Grief

I am in grief. It feels doubly so. For this death…its violence, leaves the heart screaming…It shouldn’t have been this way. And now I sit barely able to breathe as I ponder the roads ahead. Terrified to numbness, at how the potentials may play out. Choices his dear ones may make…with their minds overcome by…

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Simon’s Gone

My friend Simon died. He was fifty. His kids and my kid grew together. In the Aussie bush. Simon. Jeez we had some arguments. A beer drinkin’ Aussie Shearer with a leftie dyke…yeah, we had some doozies. But we laughed too. More than anything.  And chopped wood, and fished and camped and swam all with the…

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A blog for those Grieving

Dear readers  For anyone experiencing or interested in the grief process, and/or psychiatry’s reaction to folk in grief I urge you to go to the following links.  http://ptbertram.wordpress.com/2010/08/08/one-womans-grief/ http://ptbertram.wordpress.com/2010/08/04/grief-is-not-a-medical-disorder/  Pat articulates the grief process with an honesty and acceptance I think we could all learn from for this is one experience we all will share.…

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