Our Stories

While we are invisible and everywhere, some bereaved people have shared their stories for those dark hours when no one is there to help or hold you.

These resources are available for you on your own time, at your own pace, on your own couch.

You are not alone

We lost you

It has been over five years since we lost you. When we found out we were having twins, we were so excited, overwhelmed and scared. From one of the very first ultrasounds, I was concerned that you were measuring smaller.

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Protecting Students Abroad

Two grieving mothers seek efforts to bring transparency, safety to college abroad programs Ros Thackurdeen remembers the hype as she sat through a college study abroad session with her youngest son Ravi at Swarthmore University.

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Grief, it doesn’t change in size…

Your life is a box, and this grief is a box inside that box, and it’s occupying a large portion of it. And as life continues, the bigger box gets bigger and that grief, it doesn’t change in size. It’s still there, but there’s just more room in your life, other aspects of it.

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You can’t stay in the dark place

In 1987, when I was 20, I was in a bad car accident. My 3-year-old daughter, who was with me, was shaken up and had two black eyes, but otherwise seemed all right. Someone called my parents and my mom took me to the hospital. I was 38 weeks pregnant.

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It Changes You

I’m not the same as I used to be. I don’t think I ever will be. If that doesn’t change how I am with Chris I mean I think it has to change how I am with Chris because I’m different.”
— Gina

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What’s Your HR Benefit? Deana’s Was One Week Leave Per Child

There are times in which an entire life can change in a moment. It may come in the form of an anxiously anticipated milestone: graduation, marriage, or the birth of a child. But there are darker, unimaginable tragedies we often refuse to consider – tucking them into the deepest recesses of our minds because they are too painful, too life-altering. For Deana Martin that moment came on a busy Friday afternoon.

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No one understands…

It’s okay no one understands why I was so upset this morning. Dad and Johnny don’t get it – perhaps the male mind can compartmentalize easily – they accept that you’re gone. Today I took stuff out of your room, the way I had set your things up, because dad is going to paint the room.

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Even the Forgotten Lose Children

Countless experiences shape the trajectory of a human life, but for Maryam Henderson-Uloho the convergence of two specific and devastating events ultimately changed her course: a 25-year prison sentence and the death of her son, Augustine.

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This is not going to be a 24-hour day…

“I get up and I’m like, ‘Today I’m going to do this.’ Momo couldn’t stay here for me, but I’m doing my best to walk it out in a way that maybe a young person that I talk to or they see me smiling even if I’m crying and just keep going and maybe it’ll make a difference.

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Once More We Saw Stars

Evermore is dedicating this Father’s Day week to bereaved dads who will always be fathers. In a new memoir, Once More We Saw Stars, father Jayson Greene vividly recounts the raw feelings after his two-year-old daughter Greta died and his continuous journey through grief.

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Dr. Mom Gives You A Life to Live

Nancy is the unflappable mother of ten and leads her large family with grace, instilling a deep love for life in all her children. As a psychotherapist who specializes in addiction and trauma, she has a soft spot for people and falls in love easily, especially with children. Kevin was no different.

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Hold My Hand

He was one of the initial responders and he just kept holding my hand. He was like, ‘Miss Hawkins, I’ve been in Iraq. Your son, he’s going to be okay.’”

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Welcome to Holland

A Reflection by Catherine T I thought I was in a dream, a nightmare, would I ever wake up? My plane never landed in Italy, but crashed on the runway in Holland. She was sick, there were no answers, in the end: not enough oxygen to her brain.

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