By Cyndy Marsh The last time I saw Helen was at a planning meeting for our 25th high school reunion. While we weren’t the closest of friends during our time in school, reminiscing and catching up during all our meetings helped us create a new kind of friendship. As we shared
By Lori Ruder He moves over and she snuggles in close to her fiancé. She pulls their blanket over them. A special blanket made just for this moment. “I love you” she murmurs, soaking in his face and his warmth. “Goodnight lovebirds,” his mother teases as she turns out the lights. This
By Kevin Dieter “The hurrier you go, the behinder you get.” Puzzlingly, the older and more “seasoned” I become, the more this bit of Amish wisdom is true. Especially when it comes to reading. I don’t have time to read. So, I was surprised when I found
Author: Ruth Rodger Ruth Roger is a Zimbabwean poet who lost her son, James, in 2010. The following poem expresses her feelings of grief and her love for him. If I could spend an hour with you, The time would
I’m often asked how grief affects health? What are the physical symptoms and how can we look after ourselves when grieving? When grieving we are told look after our health, but what is good health? The best definition I know is a feeling of well being. You can