#grieving a parent

[magical-soup]

Pearl wakes up one night to Cleo sniffling in bed, curled up next to her. “What..?” she whispers, confused and concerned.

“I miss her, Pearl.” is all they say.

And Pearl understands.

[kiragecko]

October comes and goes and there's no announcement for a new charity from Wayne Ent.

Maybe things got delayed, the newspaper editors think; and while they reassign the reporters they were holding at the ready, they keep their eyes open. Things HAVE been delayed, before, with Bruce's spring charity announcements. In the 17 years since he returned to Gotham as a young man, there have been 4 times that an announcement for a new Thomas or Martha Wayne charity hasn't happened until late May. And the year Brainiac took over the internet, Dr. Wayne's Immunization Adviser didn't get announced until June 6th!

But in the 6 years since Jason Todd's death, nothing has ever delayed the yearly charity announcement in his honour. During No Man's Land, Wayne Ent.'s Central City office had announced a nation-wide initiative for no-questions-asked free toiletry kits to be distributed from public libraries. On October 4th. Nobody had even been sure Bruce Wayne was ALIVE at the time.

The yearly internal audit is on schedule. The allocations of funds to existing charities happens without a hitch. But other than an uptick of safe-use sites being developed throughout Gotham - including a small scandal when it's discovered that one is being opened in BRISTOL - there's nothing new.

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That's the only sign outsiders will ever get of Bruce Wayne accepting his son is alive.

[calltoamentor]

Grieving in a narcissistic family system is complicated. There's the public facing grief, where you are able to some extent wear your grief openly, and the private grief, where if the scapegoat is the one who passed you are hardly allowed to grieve at all around their toxicity. Today, let me walk you through what that looked like at my Mother's funeral, and how I hope it helps those in my community of folks who have escaped narcissistic families.

Legacies and Communal Grief

[chispas-and-broken-bindings]

Grieving while parenting is a specific kind of torture.

At the same time that I'm continuously trying to put my mom to the back of my mind just so I can just get through the day like a normal fucking human being, the fear that my son won't remember her is constantly bubbling up to the surface.

I want to talk about her with him. I want to remember her with him, but the grief overwhelms me

every

single

time.

[sloucher]

The bit that you skip #156: Mark Isham - Run to touchdown

Today I’m double dipping and going obscure. Again, the subject is Varsity Blues, which I’ve covered for this column. And I’m going obscure because this song is actually unreleased. I mean, you could pay over a hundred bucks for a copy of the score on Ebay, but I don’t have that type of cash. Football movies do have a mold and Varsity Blues never strays too far from the well beaten path.…

The bit that you skip #156: Mark Isham - Run to touchdown

[calltoamentor]

Grief, Trauma, and A Long Sabbatical

How do grief and anger coincide with decades of moving forward? How do we properly grieve our parents? What do we do with the anger when a parent chooses death over us? Having carried this weight for over twenty years, I think I have some experience.

How do you create space for grief when your parents died 11 days and 15 years apart? How do you keep an entire month from souring into ashes in your mouth? How do you tell them that you hardly talk to either side of your family anymore, one by them letting go when your hands were too small and exhausted to reach for them and the other because they were the reason those hands were so exhausted?…

Grief, Trauma, and A Long Sabbatical

[cuteookielove33]

What would I give to speak to you one last time ❤️‍🩹💔 😭

I miss you so much 😓

I love you Chouchou 😭😭😭

I hope you feel better wherever you are ☹️

[mpwru]

Grief: Three Months In and the Adventure Has Picked Up Speed

Grief: Three Months In and the Adventure Has Picked Up Speed

I attended my first grief support group today. As the group leader Rick said, “It’s like a club nobody wants to join”. Ha!  Isn’t that a truth!

The book, “Unattended Sorrow” by Stephen Levine was recommended by Rick. Luckily the library had it and I’m taking it with me. This was my first grief/bereavement group since my mother died 3 months ago.

It wasn’t agonizingly sad nor was it upbeat, but it…

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