Hi. It’s Friday. TGIF. Wheee. I don’t mean to complain, but I have a cold and I feel atrocious. I lied…I did mean to complain…sue me. Here are some things that caught our eye while we were lost in the vortex.
Litsa and I are just discovering Medium.com which is a pretty cool place to read posts on all sorts of topics, but that’s beside the point. I was lazily clicking through articles when I found this one by Todd Storch about his daughters death in 2010 and their decision to allow her to help others through organ and tissue donation. He describes organ donation after losing a child as the ‘spider web of hope’, one that he and his family held on to in their darkest moments. Check out his post and please check out the good work they’re doing to raise awareness for donation through Taylor’s Gift Foundation.
We just LOVE it when our readers point us in the direction of interesting articles and posts. Case in point this post by Kiri, mother of a beautiful little girl Zoe who died of a rare form of cancer in 2012. In this post Kiri talks about the tattoo she got the day before the first anniversary of Zoe’s death and how this made her curious about the tattoos of other bereaved parents. She collects their stories here in the post and interestingly comments that, although all the stories are different, but all have an element of wanting to permanently mark their child’s existence on their bodies.
Hmmmm…this is a good story but I have to warn you it has a sad ending. This is the story of 48 year old Joe Bell who set out on a quest to walk from Oregon to New York City after his teenage son killed himself. His intent was to spread the word about the evils of bullying, parental responsibility, and acceptance. Joe is said to have made a difference in everyone he met. You should read the story.
This article by Rachel Daly, who was 8 when her 22 year old brother Bill died, discusses the long term effects of not being encouraged to grieve. At the time of his death, the circumstances of the ‘train accident’ were shrouded in mystery and it wasn’t until she was 32 that she found out he had died from suicide. Her perspective is an interesting and honest one and speaks to the importance of communication and honesty when supporting a grieving child or teen.
It’s true…hot off the Kindle presses I present to you a, Guide to Supporting a Griever (without sticking your foot in your mouth). Here we distill, break down, and expand upon many of the concepts we’ve discussed on the blog about how to be a good support to someone who’s grieving. Check it out!