So, you walk on through the dark

Hope, Love
The first fall/winter when I was widowed was rough for me. The shock had worn off and I was miserable. I hadn’t really learned about grief yet and what that was all about. This was before I knew that grieving was a journey, not a destination, nor a time. Those first few months I would spend hours in my home starring at the walls like a zombie. Then one day I stumbled upon a saying by the Canadian Singer/Poet, Leonard Cohen. “There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.” I was speechless, I could feel the meaning to my core and remember breaking down in tears. I must have cried for at least an hour. My sweet dog, Hannah came running to my side to comfort…
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Post Traumatic Growth

Hope, Post Traumatic Growth
    Just a few short months after the sudden and unexpected death of my beloved husband Glenn, I had an email exchange with a Sandy Hook mother who had lost her 6-year-old son Jesse on that terrible day. I don’t think anyone can imagine anything worse than the innocence of a kindergartener being gunned down by a deranged madman. Yet this tragic event happened to this mother just a few months before I had lost my Glenn. And what she said to me will stick with me for the rest of my life and is what encouraged me to start my foundation, “Connections of Hope.” “Out of trauma comes growth,” she said. “It’s called post traumatic growth. A strange phenomenon comes out of tragedy, your heart grows, sometimes doubles,…
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