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Family Works
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kids and adults. Work is shared with permission.
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“I feel much better after coming to this group. I am not crying as much.”
Child participant
“I like the group because I like the puppet show and the teachers in the group. It was helpful for me to get the sad things out about my sister.”
Child participant
“I liked when we made the candles and the pillows. Those are my favorites, and the dreamcatchers. I think the groups help you because you can
relate to others who lost someone special.”
Child participant
“The group helped remove the fear of being different for my son. He now understands a little better that people of all ages suffer loss of a
loved one and that it is okay to be sad, angry, etc. He has begun to participate in group activities again with his friends.”
Adult participant
“I think our participation opened up avenues of communication and understanding that I was previously afraid of and which my daughter was likewise
reluctant to explore. She feels it is okay to grieve now and that is what I think she needed most.”
Adult participant
“I really enjoyed interacting with the other parents. After each session, I felt less unique and isolated. It really helped to be able to talk
openly and honestly about my grief. Both of my young boys seemed to really enjoy the sessions. My oldest, who is five, has made such significant
progress with his ability to verbalize his feelings about his father. He has really improved. His breakdowns are few and far between—his teachers
have commented on his improvement. He seems happy and well adjusted. I really feel this program made a significant contribution to his improvement.”
Adult participant
“I enjoyed the openness of the group and the willingness to share their innermost feelings. This was the best group we have attended that gave
the opportunity to just talk and talk. My daughter finally had and opportunity to TALK with a group. She realized that there are a lot of kids that
suffer just like her. I believe my daughter has improved quite a bit. I would say the group was responsible for a good portion of this.”
Adult participant
“The group discussion helped me realize that I was angry with my sister for taking her life and the feelings finally surfaced after three years.
My niece found other children experiencing loss too and could share her experience, feelings and memories with them without feeling like an outcast.”
Adult participant
“I saw a great improvement with my girls overall acceptance of the loss of their father. I also noted more discussions of my husband
were generated, especially after our group nights. My youngest daughter is less whiny and really looked forward to group. To date,
it has been about the only way she will deal with the loss of her father. My older daughter has really “taken wings” and talks and shares
many pleasant memories about her father.”
Adult participant
“I liked the candid way we were able to discuss anything that was on our minds. There was a definite connection felt and that was
extremely beneficial in sad times and in comical moments as well. My daughter loved every minute of the group experience. She made
some strong friendships and had a great time making the various crafts in honor of her dad.”
Adult participant

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Stacey
There is nothing more to say.
Her soul has gone and flown away,
To a place above all white and soft.
It is G_d’s house the angel’s loft.
There is only one question, why her? So young.
I feel that my heart is swollen and stung.
I watch my aunt, her sister, cry.
As I ask, why oh why?
I ache for Hannah, seven months old,
All she knows of her mother is the things she’s been told.
And Bill, her husband, the sweetest man,
He is suddenly silent, like a beach and its sand.
My family is speechless, it hurts them so much.
I remember her hand, her soft, gentle touch.
It makes me sad she only lived thirty years.
I still hear her whisper it comes to my ears.
“I love you,” it says as I glance up at the sky.
I watch her white cloud floating up high.
It floats higher and higher to the angel’s loft,
As I remember her touch gentle and soft.
Heather, age 12

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