Some choices in grief bring healing, while some choices break you and break others. Your pain is real, but so is your power to extend grace... Hurting another will not heal you, it only delays your own peace and healing... Author: Ajal Mary Theodorah, Through The Tunnel of Grief
When Grief Silences
When Silence Hurts: Why Families Need to Talk Through Grief Grief has a way of reshaping families. After the death of a loved one, tensions can arise that you never expected. A family that once shared laughter and warmth may grow silent, drifting apart as each person struggles with loss in their own way. I... Continue Reading →
The Silent Wounds of Grief
How Poor Communication Creates Lasting Pain Reflecting on my grief journey, I realise how much pain could have been avoided if there had been open, honest, and compassionate communication. The absence of proper communication created unnecessary trauma, resentment, misconceptions, and even public shame, wounds that have taken me years to process. One of the most... Continue Reading →
Healing Through Memories and Sharing | Coping with Loss and Grief
When my father passed on there was a silence and unwritten but forbidden rule not to talk about him. It was just so painful. But Occasionally , when my mother was in high spirits she talked about my dad , the things he liked , for instance how he loved eating from home, how he... Continue Reading →
My story as an adult child of divorced Parents
Click Here to read Terms of Use & Disclaimer! I was born in a somewhat “polygamous” family. My parents separated when I was about 6 years or so and during the separation and back-and-forth attempts for reconciliation my father died. I was then raised by a single mother and extended family relations from the age... Continue Reading →
Helping children cope with divorce & Separation
Click Here to read Terms of Use & Disclaimer! My parents separated when I was about 6 years old, as a child I had so many questions but who do you ask! For the few weeks following my parent's separation life completely flipped, my mother was then living with my maternal grandparents while my siblings... Continue Reading →