“Good Grief” emerged from Sara Bareilles’s grief journey after losing two young, close friends.
Grief
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First suicide memorial by a US archdiocese signals a compassionate shift by the Catholic Church
The archdiocese says the “At Peace” memorial at Queen of Heaven Catholic Cemetery is the first of its kind by any U.S. archdiocese.
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I tried to shield my daughter from grief. Instead, I learned to grieve with her.
I was used to pushing down my grief. I didn’t want my daughter to do the same.
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Prayer (and grief) in Olympic figure skating
Maxim Naumov’s skate was more than a skate, it became a prayer, as he publicly grieved his parents—former Olympic skaters—with his skating at the Olympics.
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Mary is every mother who has lost a child
No matter how a mother loses a child, the mourning must feel like an abyss. Mary’s child is every child who has died too soon.
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Podcast: Feeling sad at Christmastime
This week on “Jesuitical,” Zac and Ashley talk feeling sad at Christmastime; plus, Pope Leo’s first international trip.
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Amid countless national tragedies, how can God help us grieve at home?
Our country is mourning for countless tragedies and violent deaths. While public expressions of grief are on full display, home is where we do most of our grieving, praying and processing.
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RIP Edward A. Reese, S.J.: My brother, a fellow Jesuit and a champion of poor and minority students
Eddie used to refer to me as the “famous Father Reese” because I was often quoted in the media, but in San Jose, Phoenix and San Francisco he was known to thousands of people as a giant in Jesuit education and a friend.
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I was lost after my friend’s death. With St. Augustine’s help, God found me.
After a reckless driver took the life of my friend Peyton, I stopped praying altogether—not out of anger, but because I had lost my voice.
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Catalog of Cures in Ordinary Time
Like little sunsets, like a song
of ascents, I wish to remember my father.