Life After Death: Healing Grief, Redefined
When a young mother comes face-to-face with unimaginable loss, she uncovers the ‘in-between of grief’ — a powerful space where not-yet-OK breeds hope and healing
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In 2014, Marines dressed in their best uniforms arrived on my doorstep with news that my worst nightmare had come true. My beloved husband was dead in the aftermath of a fatal aviation accident on the other side of the world. Minutes before, I was someone’s wife, dreamily preparing to introduce him to our newborn daughter. Now, I was a widowed, solo mother of four living on a military base in Japan with a funeral to plan. Six days later, our family of five boarded a trans-Atlantic flight with thirteen suitcases and four kids too young to understand, to bury their dad.
The surreal enormity of grief is the most exhausting and heavy experience we humans will know.
In the days and months that followed. Living with grief requires Herculean strength especially in the beginning. And yet, after the funeral and the busyness of buying a house and the first day of school that came and went — things began to shift in a fascinating way. That’s when I first encountered what I now call the .
