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Certified in Grief Recovery and Equine Assisted Learning Tanya “T” Ballensky started her career in funeral service in 2000 as an embalmer in Denver, Colorado while attending mortuary school. She became Licensed in the state of Montana in 2002 after completing her internship with Bullis Mortuary ...
The novelist and publisher Carolyn Givens wrote beautifully about this in an essay posted on The Rabbit Room a couple months ago called “Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Hopeful Grief.” Givens reflects on “Alabanza” from In the Heights and “It’s Quiet Uptown” from Hamilton, which she calls “...
Moving Forward in Compounded Grief: Communicated Resilience after COVID-19 Related LossesLosses during the COVID-19 pandemic presented people with a unique type of compounded grief. This study explores how individuals foster resilience in coping with COVID-19-related losses by investigating two ...
Somehow moving on seems to imply that we close out the past, be it cancer or grief, pack it up and keep it neatly tucked behind us. Moving on from something seems like moving away from it, ready or not. Moving forward on the other hand and for whatever reason, again, in my mind ...
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a. To progress in sequence; go forward: a novel that moves slowly. b. To progress toward a particular state or condition: moving up in the company; move on to a new subject. 3. To be disposed of by sale: Woolens move slowly in the summer. 4. To be put in motion or to turn ...
Fast forward to May of the same year, I lost that pregnancy. Drowned in a pool of my own blood, confused, I ignorantly and unconsciously drove myself to UPenn ER, clutching my tummy and expecting a miracle right there, while breaking all the traffic light codes like a crazy woman detac...
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right. She didn’t promise to let go. She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her day-timer. ...
sometimes we are living our nightmares. This is not to make light of those very real and painful moments. There are seasons of grief or misery that strike, and those are most obviouslynotthe lives we’ve dreamed of.But those times may remind us of what we’ve forgotten, either in the ...