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https://onlineconferenceformusictherapy.com/2025/02/22/gyxgl6ko5 Susan Privett was “having a little visit with her mom,” standing by her mother’s graveside  when the phone rang. There, shattering the quiet cemetery setting, she received a message that her son and daughter-in-law had been in an accident.  While processing her immediate denial, she recounted the word echoing around her brain: “No.”

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https://www.brigantesenglishwalks.com/dahg5i43 “No…because it was Christmastime, they were out shopping, no… this can’t be true.” Continue reading https://onlineconferenceformusictherapy.com/2025/02/22/x7f12ejyp EPTOM: Cimarron City, OK (Police Versus Golf Carts) follow

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Our Relationship With the Dead

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Me and my Grandpa Yates. I mention he and my other grandparents who have died later in this post. ~ RDK

https://danivoiceovers.com/s3exgov I once worked with a woman who was the youngest of several siblings, all of whom had been sexually abused by their father.  She was in her 40s, and struggled with guilt because she hadn’t “done something” earlier to begin helping her family heal from the trauma.  She, however, was the only person who had been brave enough to disclose the behavior, and to do what it took on her part to make the abuse stop.

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https://getdarker.com/editorial/articles/9up5zvfqf As she made the decision to forgive herself for not disclosing the abuse sooner in her life, she took a pair of scissors and cut “herself (the chair with her name on it)” free.  It was difficult for her.  She was holding on to self-blame because it was one of the few things she felt like she could control from a very ‘uncontrollable’ upbringing.

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https://guelph-real-estate.ca/ruorcg2l She then, however, went on to cut the ropes around her brothers and sisters, in order of who she would approach first, as she made the decision to approach them and ask them to think about starting their own healing process.  The second to last person she cut free was “her mother” as she decided to forgive the one person who might have been able to protect them from the abuse.

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https://mocicc.org/agricultura/lvjnmxf1 The chair remaining at the end of the hour was the one representing her father.  She wasn’t ready to forgive him, and couldn’t sort out how it might even be possible, as he had died about five years before that day.  The woman seemed like a different person after that session, and had worked six months to get to that point.  She told me she needed some time to think through all she’d accomplished, and to visit each one of her siblings.  She wasn’t sure if she’d be back, but she might write someday.

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see Tramadol Online Cod 180 **(BlogHer Community – Start Reading Here…) About 18 months later, she did write.  I was surprised when I received her letter.  Continue reading Our Relationship With the Dead

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