Muddling through

Muddling through

I used to think I was a good parent to a grieving child. We talked about sadness and anger, we played it out, we drew and sang and stomped when we needed to. And then - we stopped. I still say her name. I tell stories that start, “When I was pregnant with Anja….” But it’s not the same as it was when they were little and full of wonder about everything, including death.

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Getting through holidays: a kitchen table post

Getting through holidays: a kitchen table post

This week’s post is a Glow In The Woods kitchen table. Today, we’re sitting together to talk about holidays, how they feel, how we survive them, what we want others to know about them. Pull up a chair. We’ll pour you something to warm your insides and welcome you into the huddle, where all your thoughts - the good, the bad and the ugly - are welcome.

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