Grief isn't just related to an event, but rather all the little events that never happened.
Stone Soup – Grieving What Will Never Be
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Stone Soup: Living Authentically
Navigating life and all it's choices can be challenging, especially in the midst of disapproval.
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Stone Soup: Loss as a Teacher
Everything you ever wanted to know about loss (okay not everything) but were afraid to ask.
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Stone Soup: That Other Unspeakable Christmas Story
As Christmas approaches with tinsel and mistletoe adorning every nook and cranny, why would I choose to write about something horrible? The reason is simple, Christmas tells many stories, and not all of them are happy. So the story of Jesus and his birth tells us all about the three wise men and the manger [...]
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Stone Soup: Grief is a Crocodile
Preparing for loss may give you a head start, but grief will out run you every time.
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Stone Soup: How a Poetry Slam Healed My Soul
How a chance poetry event healed my broken heart.
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Stone Soup – It just makes sense
Using the senses to comfort loved ones when they are seriously ill.
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Stone Soup: Saying farewell to a house
Moving on can include leaving a home behind
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A big dog, a grocery store line and a gay basketball player help to teach us about humanity
We are all vulnerable
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Stone Soup: The Push and Pull of Life
Setting limits and choosing carefully are all part of healthy living.
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Stone Soup: Sorrow Pays a Visit
A poem about the vestiges of loss.
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Stone Soup: It’s All Downhill
Looking out for each other isn't a sign of weakness, it's the hallmark of a caring community.
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Stone Soup: It’s the microbes ya filthy animal!
Microbes: Just because you're a germaphobe doesn't mean they aren't out to get you!
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Stone Soup: Riverwalk Theatre Thrills with White Christmas
Run, don't walk, to get your tickets to White Christmas!
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Stone Soup: Musical Chairs
Thoughts on living life for today, before the music stops.
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Stone Soup: Hey Jude
The year was 1968. Location – eighth grade dance. I had my brown skirt and brown and beige flowered blouse on, I had taped my bangs to my head the night before so they would be straight and I was standing against the wall with two of my friends. As the music played I […]
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Stone Soup: It’s raining bodies!
The headlines from the Ukraine should remind us of the violence we endure at home.
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Depression- It’s not a moral failure.
A few years back I was involved in a boating accident. The boat caught fire and all of us had to jump overboard while the burning boat floated away. One man, weighed down by his wet clothes and shoes, became hysterical and forgot that he could swim. I shouted at him to take his jeans […]
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