TAPS Blog | Do you ever wonder why there are always so many expectations put on us as we are working our way down this grief path?  Dealing with the death of a loved one is hard enough in itself, but it proves even harder when the people around you add more pressure as to what they think you should, and should not, be doing.  They want a timeline of when your grieving will be done and when you’ll be back to “normal.” 

TAPS Blog | In this week's Saturday Morning Message, survivors share what they do to celebrate their loved one's birthdays.  If you want to contribute to the Saturday Morning Message, make sure to email Carol.Lane@taps.org.

TAPS Blog | The four of us siblings span 9 years, Jon being the oldest and Joshua the youngest; Benjamin and I sharing the dreaded middle child seat. For years none of us would discuss Jonathan's death amongst each other. The first time we shared a substantive conversation about it was with other bereaved siblings at the TAPS retreat...I realized on that retreat that my deceased brother gave me and my surviving brothers a wonderful gift…he brought us a deeper relationship.

TAPS Blog | Do you ever wonder why there are always so many expectations put on us as we are working our way down this grief path?  Dealing with the death of a loved one is hard enough in itself, but it proves even harder when the people around you add more pressure as to what they think you should, and should not, be doing.  They want a timeline of when your grieving will be done and when you’ll be back to “normal.” 

TAPS Blog | The four of us siblings span 9 years, Jon being the oldest and Joshua the youngest; Benjamin and I sharing the dreaded middle child seat. For years none of us would discuss Jonathan's death amongst each other. The first time we shared a substantive conversation about it was with other bereaved siblings at the TAPS retreat...I realized on that retreat that my deceased brother gave me and my surviving brothers a wonderful gift…he brought us a deeper relationship.

TAPS Blog | It has been five years since Bunnie Jacquay's son, Cody, died in Iraq.  Since that time has passed, Bunnie has learned to lean on friends as she carries on the legacy of his life while making new paths of her own.