“I got a phone call. The woman was getting divorced and needed my help. My boyfriend stomps towards me, handing me my wallet and keys. ‘Your priorities are all out of whack,’ he said as he nearly runs me over while heading towards his car.”
‘Where are you going?’ I asked. ‘I’m leaving. Obviously, I am not a priority in your life!’ He peeled out of the parking lot, leaving me standing there wondering what the hell just happened.’
‘When my father took his last breath, I lost my voice.’
“Your grieving friends and family need you now more than ever.”
The 5 friends you meet on the grief journey
“The Old Friends: This type of friend is your comrade in the trenches of the valley of grief.”
