Grief resource guide

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Grief Retreats In Vancouver and areas of BC

http://www.sunrisegriefretreat.org/the-society

https://www.psychologytoday.com/ca/treatment/grief/british-Columbia

http://campkerrysociety.org/

 

Grief Resources in BC

http://www.bcbereavementhelpline.com/

https://www.dougy.org/grief-resources/

http://hpc.providencehealthcare.org/resources/resources/grief-and-bereavement-resources

http://www.coastalpalliativecare.ca/services/hospice-care/

http://www.bccancer.bc.ca/our-services/services/library/recommended-websites/living-with-cancer-websites/palliative-care-hospice-websites

 

Online Grief Resources

https://complicatedgrief.columbia.edu/

http://modernloss.com/

http://www.mymichaelsplace.net/resources/online_grief_resources_/

https://whatsyourgrief.com/

http://www.griefincommon.com/

 

Grief Resources in the USA

https://bereavedparentsusa.org/

https://centering.org/    -(Grief Digest; A place to order and read articles or books on grief)

http://www.pomc.com/    -(National Organization for parents of murdered children)

https://afsp.org/find-support/ive-lost-someone/   -(American foundation for suicide prevention)

https://www.taps.org/join  -(Bereaved military family assistance)

https://www.nhpco.org/about/hospice-care

 

Worldwide Grief Retreats

http://www.returntozerohealingcenter.com/

http://www.chopra.com/articles/healing-after-loss-meditation-for-grieving#sm.000058t9ehehfewcvah1jna498371

https://www.awakenment-wellness.com/California-grief-and-loss.html

http://truelifewellbeing.com/grief-loss/

https://www.lossandfoundxo.com/retreats/

 

 

*If you know or would like to share a different grief retreat or resource please share in the comments and I will add. Thank you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The never ending mountain

 

Grief; ultimately the hike of your lifetime, a steep decent into the muddy, dark mess that sticks to your boots pulling you into its sinking sludge. Sometimes a light stroll through the memories, a rainbow follows a storm and you appreciate the change. Out of nowhere a harsh incline appears as if out of nothing it feels as though you are not going anywhere but if you look back the reflection is faint. You have come further than you realise, one foot in front of the other, drag, pull, skip, jump but don’t stop. You must keep climbing. Moving forward into the hard fog for it will lift at the slighest moment to show you new beauty. The colors around you are constantly changing, the landscape never the same. New fears appear as past loss is accepted but that is the way we grow. We learn to accept, we challenge our normal, feel the hurt and keep climbing.

 

 

Sometimes the smallest things can seem like a huge hurdle to get over, take a breath, have a moment for yourself and start again.

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Thanks for reading

Namste

Sheri

Our Hurting Hearts

The loss of touch hurts so much

My beating heart shudders; feels crushed

Beside each other but alone in the room

Silence outside; feeling gloom

Screaming inside; dreading doom

Tears flow in the dark

Wanting a tiny spark

Wishing you’d extend your hand

Though mine has been frozen in a far away land

Our hurting hearts have shifted apart

I dream to go back to the start

By Sheri Hall

Feb. 14 2012

I was naïvely hopeful, ignorantly wistful, my baby had a setback, that was all. We would be discharged very soon and back home to deal with our new reality. I was so focused on what had to be done to live with and take care of a child with multiple disabilities that I had no room for any other reason or facts. I needed to deal with the very arduous task of the hard future, ordering machines, thinking about lifts or special classes or needs necessities. I was blindsided.

She was admitted on Feb, 12 2012 after turning blue in her fathers arms, he screamed for me, I yelled to call 911, I gave her CPR, the attendant told me to lift her neck, a rush of quietly gasping air rushed out, oh ya. I forgot that part; guilt saved for later. She was breathing; gasping. the ambulance came within minutes. Amazing.

The next day a blur, the day after that Valentines day. I walked to the store, down the hall from the PICU in BCCH and bought these three, with so much hope. I bought Lily the little grey elephant thinking it represented her so well, her brothers got what also represented them and they still sleep with them on their bed until this day. I knew or thought, naïvely, at that time, that I would buy her a big one just like her brothers got the next year. I wanted her to pick the one she wanted. Except that did not happen, the next Valentines with her never happened. Forever a heart holiday, just now a broken reminder of one. Not the hopeful ending that everyone is comfortable with but the truth.

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Thanks for reading,

Sheri