Susan's Musings
by Susan Hofflander
Homeless?? Keep Moving
I’m homeless now. For a time. You see, I moved out of the condo. A friend dubbed that place “the treehouse”, since it was on the 3rd floor and faced the woods. That was the last home I shared with my husband. We were there together...
What’s My Line?? Really, What Do I Say?
Listen, before I went through all of this compound grief, I was a dumb ass about saying things straight out of the can! I’m sure I said, “Stay strong”, or “God doesn’t give you any more than you can handle”.
Taking Notes
During a grief group I attended, we were asked to write some things about our grief.
The Grief Expert
You know, I call myself an expert. But, I hold no degrees on the subject of grief.. Perhaps it would be better stated that I could consider myself an accomplished griever, rather than a “grief expert”.
Don’t Cry For Me
I got some great feedback the night I did my show from a fellow dramatis personae. She said, “You were vulnerable but not a victim”.
Blest Be the Tie
When someone dies, not only does your relationship with that person change, but, chances are, your relationships with other people change, too. Sometimes you grow closer together, sometimes further apart. But, mostly, it just shifts to a new reality, like...