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Talking To Grief: February 2005. Monday, February 21, 2005. Dream Visits From My Grandma. Dream visits are what I call the dreams when my grandma comes. At first, I wasn't sure if I was creating them because I wanted and missed her. With more thought and time, I realized it could not be the case. How can I expain this? I cannot. I can only bow down in thanks to God for allowing her to come, to let me feel her love when I am in my deepest hours of need. But she has known darkness too. Those who learned to...
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Talking To Grief: About The Holiday Season. Wednesday, November 30, 2005. About The Holiday Season. This is a small note to say that I recognize the difficulty for the many grieving during this time of year. From this day forward, I will do my best to post daily to this blog: a poem, a quote, or a more personal entry of my own. Peace and Blessing to You,. Posted by Meridith Gresher @ 3:57 PM. Mark Taper Forum Tickets. View my complete profile. Remember by Christina Rossetti. The Blog As I Knew Her.
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Talking To Grief: When Death Comes - Mary Oliver. Tuesday, November 08, 2005. When Death Comes - Mary Oliver. Like the hungry bear in autumn;. When death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse. To buy me, and snaps the purse shut:. Like the measles - pox;. Like an iceburg between the shoulder blades,. I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:. What is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness? And therefore I look upon everything. As a brotherhood and a sisterhood,.
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Talking To Grief: To The Table: About Thanksgiving. Friday, November 25, 2005. To The Table: About Thanksgiving. I think holidays are almost always about the past. Maybe that’s because we are almost always about the past, a compendium of it: expectations, moments of connection, old wounds, fears, loves, hopes, and remembrances. All of these within us meet all of these within everyone we join with at the holidays. Is it any wonder there is so much navigating and negotiating to do? View my complete profile.
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Talking To Grief: "Remember" by Christina Rossetti. Wednesday, November 30, 2005. Remember" by Christina Rossetti. Remember me when I am gone away,. Gone far away into the silent land;. When you can no more hold me by the hand,. Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day. You tell me of our future that you plann'd:. Only remember me; you understand. It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while. And afterwards remember, do not grieve:.
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Talking To Grief: Christmas Season and Memory. Monday, December 05, 2005. Christmas Season and Memory. Posted by Meridith Gresher @ 3:20 PM. Oh Meridith, as so often you do, you have again touched my heart so deeply. The thoughts I've had so frequently of my mother and sister are so similar. Hear their voices, I know they are just in my head while I'm hearing them and yet they are as real as if they were in the room or on the other end of the phone. Yes, the time to remember. Good to find YOU here too :).
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Talking To Grief: November 2005. Wednesday, November 30, 2005. About The Holiday Season. This is a small note to say that I recognize the difficulty for the many grieving during this time of year. From this day forward, I will do my best to post daily to this blog: a poem, a quote, or a more personal entry of my own. Peace and Blessing to You,. Posted by Meridith Gresher @ 3:57 PM. Remember" by Christina Rossetti. Remember me when I am gone away,. Gone far away into the silent land;. As I get out of my c...
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Talking To Grief: On Angels And Men, and Papa's Handwritten Prayer. Monday, November 07, 2005. On Angels And Men, and Papa's Handwritten Prayer. Each of the "little families" within the one Gresher family received a volume of "The Liturgy of the Hours" the four text book of prayers, reflections, and readings that is obligatory reading and meditation as part of an ordained deacon's duties in the Catholic Church. It is worth noting that he probably wrote these words when he was full of cancer. I'm going to...
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Talking To Grief: Grief For The Missing In Our Society And Project Jason. Sunday, November 27, 2005. Grief For The Missing In Our Society And Project Jason. What must it be like to leave with the loss of a family member or friend who is missing? I immediately went online to search out more information on both. Links for her as well as CUE are provided below. Please take time to visit Voice 4 The Missing, Project Jason and CUE. Please take time to really LOOK at the faces of the missing when you get t...
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Talking To Grief: October 2005. Saturday, October 29, 2005. White Sox - Game One. Written evening, October 22. I am nearing the lead up to my grandfather’s final days. It’s ironic the White Sox are playing their first game in the World Series tonight. Papa grew up a huge fan. The last time they won a series was 1917, two years before his birth in 1919. I haven’t been able to watch a baseball game all year. He’d be happy tonight. Maybe he’ll be watching. Posted by Meridith Gresher @ 1:35 PM. I drive past ...
