How Grief Shifts Like the Lengthening Days
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry Tonight, the sky was a bruise of color to the west, but still, the light lingered, even as dinner got done later than planned. It …
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When Joy Finds You on the Darkest of Days
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry Some Decembers you don’t put up a tree. You let others do the shopping and the wrapping. You wait to get through the month. Some …
What Can We Do
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry What Can We Do? For people who want to help when a baby dies Earlier this month at a family party, one of my husband’s …
Round and Round Again: The Start of School Revisited
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry You know grief isn’t linear. But what shape, what path does it follow? For me, grief has been a spiral. I come round and …
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At a Loss for Words
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry In the first months after Henry died, my husband and I found it hard to communicate. We both struggled with our words. We couldn’t come …
The Invisible Sibling
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry “You’re lucky you don’t have a brother.” The seven-year-old we had just met on the trail grumbled to my seven-year-old. No response, but the one …
Nobody to Blow Out the Candles—Finding Birthday Traditions after Your Baby Dies
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry Last year, as I spread the rich chocolate frosting on Henry’s birthday cake, the smoothness that wouldn’t be punctured and punctuated by candles broke me …
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What Gets You Through
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry As I write this, I’m coming down off a sugar high from our first sugar shack visit of the season. Pancakes dotted with blueberries; crisp, …
Joy Comes Back
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry The first few notes of the song swelled. I felt the music, smiled, then felt my chest tighten with memory. I wanna be ready. Earlier …
Making Space, Holding Light
Healing a HeartBy Sara Barry Eight years after my son died, I still find myself bracing for December, wanting to retreat or hibernate. Wanting to jump right ahead to January …