Our **Revised** Fall 2016 Schedule
To better meet the needs of the families participating in the Bittersweet Place program, we have moved our sessions from Mondays to Thursdays this fall. Our revised schedule is:
- Monday, August 29 — Orientation
- Thursday, Sept. 22 — Lesson 1: Telling My Story
- Thursday, Sept. 29 — Lesson 2: Understanding Death
- Thursday, Oct. 6 — Lesson 3: Identifying Changes
- Thursday, Oct. 13 — Lesson 4: Remembering
- Thursday, Oct. 20 — Lesson 5: Identifying Feelings
- Thursday, Oc. 27 — Lesson 6: Recognizing Unfinished Business
- Thursday, Nov. 3 — Lesson 7: Coping with Feelings
- Thursday, Nov. 10 — Lesson 8: Caring for Yourself
Each session begins at 6:00 p.m. (** new time **) at Bethlehem Lutheran Church, 607 N Maguire St. in Warrensburg.
Meet our newest Bittersweet Place volunteer: Karen Taylor. Karen is a former public school counselor with strong ties to Whiteman Air Force Base. If you know Karen, please thank her for sharing her special skills and talents with grieving children and their families through the Bittersweet Place program. Read more about Karen and our other facilitators.
Sibling Loss: A Different Path
in an essay, the author Chelsea explains that nothing prepared her for a knock on her dorm room door that led to the discovery that her brother was dead. He had died earlier that day in a climbing accident. “After I lost him, I was in shock for months. I tried to hide my grief from others and save the crying for the drive home from work and in the shower. I’m not sure why I chose to “hide” it. Perhaps because people thought I should be “over it’ since afterall, I only lost a sibling. I’ve read that sibling loss is considered a disenfranchised loss; It’s not recognized by society as a major loss. The grief is compared to the loss of a celebrity or a pet. I had people say the weirdest things …” <Read More!>
On her blog post, author Lisa acknowledges her feelings of guilt about her father’s death and shares how you might be able to cope with them. “When my dad died, I remember well the intense guilt I had in the months that followed. Though his death didn’t fit into one of the categories known for guilt, that didn’t stop me from feeling guilty. I felt guilt that I wasn’t a match for a bone marrow transplant, though rationally I knew I had no control over that. I had guilt that I hadn’t called him more during my first year of college, guilt that in the hospital we had told him it was okay to let go and that we would be okay without him.” <Read More!>