Surviving Grief During The Holidays
It doesn't really matter what you expect from life, it's what life expects from you. ~ David Wheeler I learned to deal with the death of a loved one at an early age. My father was killed when I was just five years old and a year later my mother lost her battle with cancer. Ironically, my parents were twenty-eight years old when they passed. My maternal grandmother raised me, sadly she passed away when I was eighteen years old. These were and continue to be great losses for me. Somehow through it all I believed that there was a grand design to it all, don't know why I believed this, I just did. Life is not measured in "years" life is measured by the depth of experience. I've always known that with my personal experience with grief came a unique responsibility. I know all too well that grief and suffering are intensely personal experiences. My story seems to inspire others to survive. This is the reason why I continue to openly share my story, ad