Reflective writing can help make sense of a world that doesn’t. ( Lichtenthal and Neimeyer) It is a way to help find peace and meaning after a loss. Grief, regardless of the type of grief, is a journey and is sometimes a very lonely place to be. A grief journal can be the companion that listens, one that is non-judgmental, and a shoulder to cry on when the grief is heavy.

Grief is a process. Some journeys take longer than others, and there are often stops along the way. Reversing the direction may even occur, so we must be ready for that. Just when we think we are alright, we are not. Keeping a grief journal helps to discuss the grief, unload, so to speak, without having to trust a human with the feelings, concerns, and fear that may bubble over.

Whether the grief is from the loss of a loved one through death or divorce, the loss of a pet, a job, or any other loss, talking through feelings does help, and a reflective journal is a way to accomplish that important step. Goals, friends, and experiences often change when we are faced with a loss. We grieve those, as well. We mourn missed opportunities and sometimes have to live with unresolved issues.

After loss, there are often triggers that one must be aware of and prepared for as life goes on without whatever has been lost. Special occasions, milestones, songs, smells, and sounds often cause a recurrence of feelings thought long gone. Writing about these feelings is very beneficial.

(If you are not one who enjoys writing, start a memory box or make a oollage as a way to reflect on and work through the grief.)

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It’s ok to speak of those who have now gone before

to live in a realm of glory with the Savior forevermore.

They lived here on Earth with us and were loved with all our hearts,

so speak of them often and have them still play a part.

It’s ok to remember fondly and laugh about special times,

but it’s also quite acceptable to cry when pain is what you find.

Remember the heritage they left and seeds of love they planted.

Don’t forget the joy they brought and times with them you were granted.

SL Holbert, 4/22/22