by Lori LoCicero | Sep 5, 2018 | Discussions on Death |
Two months before my husband died, I found myself in the very uncomfortable position of asking some extremely difficult questions. To better explain, here’s an excerpt from my upcoming memoir, Clouds Far Behind Me: Joe had held tightly to his hope and mantra...
by Lori LoCicero | Jul 9, 2018 | Post-Traumatic Growth |
Amongst the many dates boldly marked on my calendar for remembering and celebrating, one stands alone in sharp contrast to the others: The anniversary of Joe’s passing. Anyone suffering a great loss knows all too well how permanently altered their lives became on...
by Lori LoCicero | Dec 18, 2017 | Grieving, Life Lessons, Post-Traumatic Growth |
I give myself the same gift every year. Permission. Permission to be authentic with my grief. Permission to lean into the darkness while acknowledging it’s “OK to not be OK” for a while. Permission to play my grief card and say “no” to any invitation or skip any...
by Lori LoCicero | Nov 29, 2017 | Life Lessons |
It was late. We were hungry. A holiday week of many-a-meals eaten at odd hours had thrown our metabolisms into a funk and appetites onto a schedule of their own. Driving home hours after consuming yet another large 4 pm afternoon meal, I gave in to the hunger cries...
by Lori LoCicero | Dec 8, 2016 | Life Lessons, Post-Traumatic Growth |
From the moment it was assigned, my son knew immediately what subject matter his mixed media art project would cover. He came home asking me for purple paints and ribbons and a picture of his late father, Joe. He wanted to honor his memory through tribute art. I...
