Peacing Together.
Life after loss. Life with loss. Life in loss. Supporting you in all forms of grief.
As end-of-life guides, we understand that the dying process is only one aspect of loss. There is no right way to grieve, no linear process to your relationships of love.
This space is dedicated to the different ways we can express our love and grief, allowing the space that it needs, and sharing the power of witnessing our human nature.
“WRITING LETTERS IS A WAY THAT WE CAN EXPRESS A PART OF OURSELVES THAT WE CAN'T SEEM TO SAY OUT LOUD” - STEPHANIE ERICSSON
A LETTER TO YOU PROJECT
Photographer Marisa Vitale started this project after the tragic passing of her mother, and wanted to share that writing to your passed loved ones was a way to connect with your emotions and grief. She beautifully photographed each person reading their letter aloud, communicating another layer of honesty and truth to their telling.
Click on the link above.
MAMUSI
I took this photograph of my mom about an hour after she got back from the ER, the day after this last Christmas. We thought it was just complications with age and all the things that come with people after they have previously suffered a stroke.
A week later I found out my mom was diagnosed with cancer. As many people who have experienced the same, your world shatters but the only thing you can do is try and aid the ones you love.
If you still have a parent or someone that to you, spend time with them, call them, ask questions, learn from them, let them remind you where you came from. Don’t miss a minute of sharing that precious time with them because things might change very quickly where you might not get a second chance and you don’t get that time back.
I’m lucky enough to talk daily with my mom and I hope it lasts a while. For every call I’ll be forever grateful. Be curious and live through her eyes.
I owe my mother everything. When I was mature enough to understand what a strong woman she was, that’s when she became my muse.
Kocham cie mamusiu
Pioneertown, CA 2019
Magdalena Wosinska
@magdawosinskastudio
What About Heaven
We forgot to talk about heaven
there’s nothing sacred
what about all of the questions?
what about heaven?
what about heaven?
You left with my breath
I’m drenching my sweats
warm but I’m cold
so I’m wearing my vest
Running
Don’t know where to yet
I seen you in the ground
In the sky
In my thoughts
In my chest
And my face is wet
My clothes are wet
I’m sinking I’m sinking I’m sinking
I’m chasing your scent, I’m chasing your scent
We forgot to talk about heaven
And leaving
And what would it mean
And how would I grieve
What about heaven? What about heaven?
@mustafathepoet
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