Here is one I haven't had to deal with as much - teens and death. My oldest daughter was 19 when Robby died, and Rachel was 8 so we skirted the volatile teen years for the most part. But helping teens deal with death is a little different than explaining death to a small child. There are not as many questions, but the loss is just as profound. They understand more about what's happened, but still need loving adults to help them through the many emotions that are sure to bombard them.
Here are a few hints about helping teens cope with grief:
Many Teens Are Told To
“Be Strong”
Sad to say, many
adults who lack understanding of their experience discourage teens from sharing
their grief. Bereaved teens give out all kinds of signs that they are struggling
with complex feelings, yet are often pressured to act as they are doing better
than they really are.
When
a parent dies, many teens are told to “be strong” and “carry on” for the
surviving parent. They may not know if they will survive themselves let alone be
able to support someone else. Obviously, these kinds of conflicts hinder the
“work of mourning”.
Teen Years Can Be
Naturally Difficult
Teens are no longer
children, yet neither are they adults. With the exception of infancy, no
developmental period is so filled with change as adolescence. Leaving the
security of childhood, the adolescent begins the process of separation from
parents. The death of a parent or sibling, then, can be a particularly
devastating experience during this already difficult period.
At
the same time the bereaved teen is confronted by the death of someone loved, he
or she also faces psychological, physiological and academic pressures. While
teens may begin to look like “men” or “women”, they will still need consistent
and compassionate support as they do the work of mourning, because physical
development does not always equal emotional maturity.
A blog about grief, and dealing with the changes in life since the death of my husband.
"A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling."
(NIV)
This is a blog about widows,
mothers and daughters,
facing change and challenges
and receiving ordinary, everyday blessings that don't seem quite so ordinary anymore.
It chronicles the journey from grief into the restoration of what has been lost.
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Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
New Beginnings at mid-year
This is a new beginning for me. July 2nd, 2012. It's been just over a year since my husband, Robby, passed away and I became a widow. I am hoping this blog can benefit not only me, but others as well. For me, I want this to allow me to work through some things as I slowly "hunt and peck" out my feelings and struggles. And believe me, when you are raising a young child (and a not-so-young child) as a single mom after 20 years of marriage - there will be struggles. Lots of them.
For others, maybe this can become a window into what it's like to put the pieces back together again. Trying to make all the right choices, and shouldering all the consequences alone. God has taught me so much over the past year - well, two years actually. Ever since Robby was diagnosed with a brain tumor in June 2010, and then his passing in June 2011 and the year since then, my dependence upon God has deepened tremendously.
We had a BBQ over the weekend that mirrored the BBQ we had last year after Robby's memorial service. Robby passed away on Father's Day last year - needless to say, June was a tough month for my daughters and I this year. But his birthday was June 30th so we had his memorial service, followed by a BBQ for family and close friends, on that day last year. This year we repeated the BBQ and were blessed to have several family members join us. Earlier in the day the girls each made a stepping stone in honor of their dad for the new flower garden we are planting.
It's been a year of great changes. Well, great as in BIG, not great as in good. But overall, we have made it through the year in the best shape possible. It's still a long road - contrary to popular belief, there is no set time limit on grief. Grief continues to haunt for a long time, although things do get easier (THEY say) as time goes on. All the first-year anniversaries and milestones have passed. We are settling into our "new normal" - seems like our normal changes periodically. Just as soon as we would get used to changes in Robby illness that first year and adapt to those, something else would happen and we would have to adapt again. And the past year without him has been no exception. Change is the rule around here, but we are not a Marine wife/daughters for nothing - we improvise, we adapt, we overcome. Life goes on, and we know that God holds us in the palm of His hand.
For others, maybe this can become a window into what it's like to put the pieces back together again. Trying to make all the right choices, and shouldering all the consequences alone. God has taught me so much over the past year - well, two years actually. Ever since Robby was diagnosed with a brain tumor in June 2010, and then his passing in June 2011 and the year since then, my dependence upon God has deepened tremendously.
We had a BBQ over the weekend that mirrored the BBQ we had last year after Robby's memorial service. Robby passed away on Father's Day last year - needless to say, June was a tough month for my daughters and I this year. But his birthday was June 30th so we had his memorial service, followed by a BBQ for family and close friends, on that day last year. This year we repeated the BBQ and were blessed to have several family members join us. Earlier in the day the girls each made a stepping stone in honor of their dad for the new flower garden we are planting.
It's been a year of great changes. Well, great as in BIG, not great as in good. But overall, we have made it through the year in the best shape possible. It's still a long road - contrary to popular belief, there is no set time limit on grief. Grief continues to haunt for a long time, although things do get easier (THEY say) as time goes on. All the first-year anniversaries and milestones have passed. We are settling into our "new normal" - seems like our normal changes periodically. Just as soon as we would get used to changes in Robby illness that first year and adapt to those, something else would happen and we would have to adapt again. And the past year without him has been no exception. Change is the rule around here, but we are not a Marine wife/daughters for nothing - we improvise, we adapt, we overcome. Life goes on, and we know that God holds us in the palm of His hand.
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