My brother and I are both dealing with our father's declining health, but he's finding comfort in the idea that Dad will 'be in a better place' while I can't access that belief anymore, and our different ways of coping are making it harder for us to support each other through this. We keep getting into arguments about hope and reality when what we both need is just to not feel so alone.
More people experience this than they realize.
Grief seeks communion but finds the languages of comfort have become foreign tongues between those who most need to understand each other.
“Where Are You with Pilgrimage across traditions?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.