by Tawnya | Aug 5, 2019 | Grief
Once after one of his many brushes with death, my father filled out a Five Wishes packet. Under “If anyone asks how I want to be remembered, please say the following about me:” he wrote, “He worked hard at being a good person. It was really a battle for him.” He...
by Tawnya | Jul 27, 2019 | Celebration of Life, Grief, Impermanence
When I told Chelsie my “Mi Rosa” story after returning from my honeymoon in Cancun, we laughed a very good, good laugh. I am emotional and sentimental at heart. We all know this. Upon landing in Mexico, I was given a beautiful, light pink, almost peachish rose, and it...
by Tawnya | Jul 20, 2019 | Celebration of Life, Grief
“I didn’t want a celebration-of-life because I’m sad, and I want to be sad.” – Duane “Dog” The Bounty Hunter eulogizing his wife. Last weekend I attended Beth Chapman’s funeral. I needed a funeral to observe and report on for a class I am in, so I jumped at the...
by Tawnya | Jul 2, 2019 | Children, Grief
“I don’t like Nana be sick” my little niece said, her voice cracking, lip quivering, tears welling up in her eyes. My mother had just been moved to recovery after an uneventful surgery, but she was experiencing some nausea, so she was retching. The three-year-old was...
by Tawnya | Jun 20, 2019 | Celebration of Life, Grief, Impermanence
We were provided thirty pages of poems and readings in my funeral celebrant training. The deathling in me sat down with my highlighter, ready to add some new gems to my repertoire. I have lots of go-to quotes and poems as-is, and was eager for more. To my surprise, I...
by Tawnya | Jun 11, 2019 | Grief
“Are you afraid to fly?” the man next to me asked. I watched as the ground, the land, the red-dirt, pulled away from us, never turning my gaze away from the window, head bowed, shaking it. No. No. My tears. My pain. My heavy…was traveling to, and then back home from...
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