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A deathly silence fell over the
conference room. No one coughed. No feet shuffled.
David’s trembling fingers replaced the microphone
to its holder on the podium, as 120 people stared
in disbelief after hearing his sad words, “our
friend Nancy Smith’s son Ben died in his sleep
early this morning”.
The hair on the back of my neck
stood to attention. A wave of icy fingers scrambled
down my shoulders and arms. Without warning, I went
back in time to that October evening 2 years ago
in the sorrow-laden hospital waiting room outside
ICU.
“I’m sorry Mrs. Harder.
We lost your daughter. She is gone, an embolism.”
The doctor’s words droned into the distance.
I continued to hear the low hum of his voice, but
no distinct words. I saw the nurse’s arm around
my shoulder, but my body did not feel her touch.
The room receded, became dim.
Just two weeks earlier Dani had
been a lively, laughing 28 year-old woman, passionate
about her teaching career and looking forward to
a weekend workshop with her close friend Amy.
Now she is dead! No, this cannot
be real. This must be a nightmare. I’m engulfed
in a horror story. I have to make myself wake up,
now. I know I will find Dani asleep in the bed next
to mine, her beautiful face innocent in sleep, her
long slim fingers mischievously poking out from
beneath the duvet.
But reality strikes cold and cruel.
This is not a dream. My eyes are fully open. Each
day I see her pillow empty, her clothes folded neatly,
unworn. The room is silent. No laughter, no teasing
sounds, no warm hugs. My beloved daughter is dead.
Our fun-filled 28 years of learning and growing
together through her disability are over. The door
has slammed shut, irrevocably.
Life had become an endless series
of empty days, lonely nights. A month after her,
death I donned the uniform of teaching again. The
routine of classes, preparation, and marking helped
time pass. And after each day’s work, my world
dimmed. I did not go to the hospital and catch up
on her day over dinner. I did not meet her after
night school, and chat and laugh together till her
Wheeltrans bus arrived. Instead, I returned to my
empty, dusty house. Haunting loneliness lurked where
laughter used to reign. Living became a tedious
chore. I had to look hard to find any meagre threads
of fun in life.
That first Christmas I forced myself
to go to a friend’s open house. An acquaintance
plopped herself in front of me with a sorrowful
look on her face. “I¹m sorry about Dani.
It’s going to be a very sad Christmas for
you without her.”
The room blurred as my eyes blinked
back tears. “I can’t cry”, I told
myself. Dani was always embarrassed if I cried.
Her face appeared clearly through my drowning eyes.
She wore that unmistakable glare, a look that warned
me to behave to her standards – “Don’t
embarrass me!” I could see in her eyes. This
memory was enough to drain my salty reservoirs,
temporarily.
The next June I encountered a friend
on the street. “Oh, I¹ve been thinking
about you, what with Dani’s birthday coming
up and all. It’s going to be hard”.
Her voice trailed off as she saw my eyes pooling
and a pained expression creep across my face. My
brain screamed, “Don’t tell me how hard
it is without Dani! I already know that. I live
it every day”.
I didn’t scream. Instead
we said a hasty good-bye; both of us relieved to
exit this awkward scene.
Life without Dani is desperately
lonely; not being able to tickle her tiny bare feet,
not hearing her lilting laugh, not seeing her reproachful
glare when my manners slip. I don¹t need to
be reminded of the black hole that replaced Dani’s
vibrancy.
Perhaps you have encountered a
similar scenario with a friend who has lost someone
special - a mother, a husband, a child? What can
we do, what can we say at these inevitable awkward
moments? A simple I’m sorry doesn’t
seem like enough.
The truth is, there are no words
that can make things right, that can bring back
their loved one. The best we can do is let them
know we care. But how do we do that?
Think about the lives they have
lived. It always helped me when friends reminded
me of the happiness and value that Dani brought
to life. I’m sure everyone would like to hear
the stories that celebrate the life of their loved
one. Every anecdote is a testimony of their meaningful
life. Share the special insight they brought to
your life, one of the fun experiences you had together,
a memorable idiosyncrasy that always brings a smile
to your face. Like myself, I’m sure your friend
will treasure every tale she hears. My daughter’s
death is final. But with other people’s memories,
Dani lives on.
Dani used to tell us, “You
only have one life. Make it a good one”. She
practiced this every day in her own life. Dani had
Cerebral Palsy and was unable to talk, to walk,
or to use her hands. Yet she packed every minute
full with adventure, laughter and love. Completing
a marathon, acting, helping adults learn to read,
advocating for equal rights for disabled people...and
so much more. Her life was full, and happy. These
are the memories that help me get through each day
and lift the cloud of sorrow and bring back my smile.
My life goes on in the warm sunshine of Dani’s
memories. Happy, meaningful memories are what might
help your friend through their dark times.
My mind returned to the conference
room. In the silence I stumbled up to the microphone
and spilled out my thoughts. I suggested what had
helped me - that we share our favourite stories
of Ben, the special insights we each learned by
knowing him, what a difference he made in our lives.
Amazingly this helped everyone focus on an action
to carry them through the rest of the conference.
We talked about the happy times.
Perhaps this idea will help you also. Celebrate
the life lived, not the loss. Remind your friend
how happy and important their loved one was.
A social group for widows
and widowers with young children.
We are parents of dependent children
who are, themselves, bereaved.
We have all suffered the tremendous loss of a
spouse and parent.
Families in our group all have school-aged children
or younger, approximately 15 years of age and
under.
Monthly get-togethers, alternating
between adult get togethers and outings with the
children, include: dancing, house parties, indoor
playgrounds, summer weekends away, movies and
bowling. We try and vary the events to limit costs,
but some things like the weekend away, do cost
money.
Sunday, June 12th – Annual
Picnic at the Beach June 30th to July 3rd –
Geneva Park (near Orillia) Monday, Sept. 5th – Labour
Day Picnic at the Beaches October 15th – Pumpkin
Carving
“Ask any woman whose
mother has died and she will tell you that she
is irrevocably altered, as profoundly changed
by her mother’s death as she was by her
mother’s life.”
This book is very special to
me and has become my grief ‘manual’.
When my mother died of breast cancer 10 years
ago I read a few books on grief but this book
was by far the one that most embodied my experience.
Based on hundreds of interviews
with women of all ages who lost their mothers
as well as the author’s own experience
with the death of her mother, this book reveals
every angle of the motherless daughter’s
journey.
The book is broken into three
parts: loss, change, and growth. In Part 1 Edelman
explores the stages of grief and the impact
mother loss has on a daughter. This is the part
of the book I refer to most because it discusses
the various developmental stages of a woman’s
life and how mother loss impacts each of those
stages in different ways.
What I have discovered as I
pass through these developmental stages in life
is that I bump into moments of disorientation.
At times I find a subtle yet inexplicable yearning
for something I cannot pinpoint, and the compulsion
to search for something I cannot name. I have
come to refer to these moments as my flailing
umbilical cord. Moments where life has propelled
my subconscious to call out for my mother, but
hearing no response, leaves me feeling lost
and out of place. As I experience these moments
I now refer to this book (Part 1 specifically)
where I find insight into what various life
stages drive us to seek, and how being a motherless
daughter impacts our transition through each
stage.
In Part 2 Edelman examines
the relationships that surround a mother/daughter
relationship (daughter/father, stepmothers,
siblings, intimate relationships, and relationships
with other ‘mother’ figures) and
how these relationships are impacted after the
death of a mother. I have found this section
very helpful in guiding me through my intimate
relationships. Whether I’m running as
fast as I can from connection or maintaining
a firm grip on a relationship I don’t
want to let go of, this section addresses the
various ways loss can impact the way we interact
with our intimate partners.
Part 3 looks at how daughters
consistently grow to understand themselves and
their grief as an ongoing journey. The author
touches on coping strategies and shares stories
of how other women have created their independent
identities after losing their mother.
I cannot write enough good
things about this book! For anyone who has experienced
mother loss this book will not only be helpful
during the initial stages of grief but throughout
the various stages of life. “Motherless
Daughters” is also available in audio
format and the follow up book “Letters
from Motherless Daughters” also by Hope
Edelman is on bookshelves.
Katrina Lopes
Communications & Special Events Coordinator
An unexpected surprise helps
Milly and Molly cope with the loss of friend.
This Milly Molly book has been written to promote
the acceptance of diversity and coping with
loss. Suitable for ages 4-8.
“The underlying morals inherent within
the texts are important for children of the
twenty-first century to take as their own…the
language used to carry the stories is lively
and exciting for young reader…the language
and style is simply good literature…suitable
as teaching texts in social studies or health
programs anywhere in the world where difference
is an integral component of a community”
Professor Dr. Sigrid Markmann: Dean of the
Faculty of Literature and Linguistics –
University of Osnabruck, Germany
Library books may be borrowed
from the BFO-Toronto Library at no charge for
up to two weeks at a time. We ask that you please
check to see if you have any overdue books and
return them as soon as possible for the used
of other members.
UNDERSTANDING YOUR GRIEF: TOUCHSTONES
FOR HOPE & HEALING
Alan Wolfett PhD. Is Founder
and Director of the Center for Loss & Life
Transition in Colorado. He is presently a member
of the University of Colorado Medical School’s
department of Family Medicine. The Oprah Winfrey
Show, Larry King Live, and NBC’s Today Show,
have showcased his insightful, compassionate commentary
on grief, often sprinkled with humour. He is widely
regarded as the most influential author and speaker
on grief and bereavement in North America today.
Purpose:
Participants will be able to quietly reflect on
their losses and honour their own unique grief
journey. Plan to join us and learn about the “TOUCHSTONES”
that can support you now and in the future. This
presentation will help all of us understand how
loss influences our lives. Take this opportunity
to learn from one of North America’s leading
grief counselors.
Who Should Attend:
This presentation will be helpful to anyone who
has been touched by loss in their lives. If you
or someone you know can benefit from this opportunity
to embrace hope and healing, please let them know
about this program.
May 24th, 2005
5440 16th Ave
(East of McCowan Rd.)
Markham, ON
7:00pm to 9:00pm
Refreshments
Admission $10.00
As a courtesy please call Bereaved
Families –York Region to confirm your attendance.
Tel: 905.898.6265 or email:bfoyr@neptune.on.ca
Bereaved Families of Ontario-Toronto’s
25th Annual General Meeting
&
Volunteer Awards Dinner
Thursday, June 16, 2005
6:30pm
St. Clement’s Church
59 Briar Hill Avenue
(about 8 blocks north of Eglinton Ave, west of
Yonge)
A community event to celebrate
our accomplishments and renew our sense of hope
and commitment for the future.
Volunteers will be recognized in the following
areas:
• All first year facilitators
and advisors, trained in 2004
• Any volunteer who joined BFO-Toronto in
2004
• 10-year and 20-year volunteers
• and the very special Noah Thorek Award
for outstanding and long-term volunteer contribution
to BFO
Come enjoy some good food
and good friends in a comfortable, air-conditioned
space!
Please RSVP to Katrina Lopes
at 416-440-0290 ext. 17 or klopes@bfotoronto.ca
by Wed June 1st, 2005
A HUGE thank you to Cameron Britt, Azure Campbell,
Elaine Gort, Cathy Johnson, Katrina Lopes, Ansley
Swartz, and Janet Wilson for joining Team BFO-Toronto
to participate in the St. Patrick’s Day
Achilles 5K Run/Walk. Our team raised just over
$4,000 with Elaine Gort leading the way in pledges.
Congratulations Elaine!
Another HUGE thank you to all those who made
a donation to BFO-Toronto in support of our
team members and in memory of lost loved ones.
Your contributions are appreciated and your
donations allow BFO to continue to provide our
community with free bereavement support services.
The first part of BFO-Toronto’s
annual spring volunteer training program –
Core Skills Training – has just wrapped up.
46 amazing people completed the two-day plus two-evening
foundational training and now many will go on to
participate in additional training to provide one-to-one
and group support to newly bereaved people.
The compassion, wisdom, openness,
courage, energy and dedication these volunteers
brought to the training was truly remarkable. I
continue to feel so privileged to work with and
walk with our bereaved volunteers and professional
allies whose commitment and caring makes it possible
for BFO-Toronto to continue to “help the healing
begin”.
Some comments from the feedback
forms included:
I was blessed and encouraged with the training
session. I am looking forward to being a part
of the BFO team.
There is much unity and connection here.
I was reminded that I am not alone on my
healing journey.
BFO is a safe place where people can be
themselves in their grief - there really is diversity
of grief experiences. Loss is loss, but grief
is individual and unique.
People have an amazing capacity to give!
I really enjoyed it. Very emotional, helpful
and encouraging.
It made a great impact on my life to see
grieving from a different perspective with lots
of understanding.
We welcome all of our new volunteers
and students to the BFO-Toronto community and congratulate
all of the participants:
Sharon, Emily, Felicity, Julia, Stephanie, David
P., Jane, Keith, Cheryl, Karen, Kathy, Helene, Gilles,
Claire, Esther, Michelle, Kirsten, Monicke, Christine,
Sue, Vik, Sangeeta, Debra, Robin, Sonia, David B.,
Christine, Michael, Paul, Silvia, Dawn, Linda, Marijan,
Laura, Natalie, Maria, Danny, Beverly, Hannah, Sarah,
Maureen, Paulette, Katrina, Marline, Mattie, Kim.
A special thank you to Allison
Amery, Young Adult Volunteer, for her assistance
with the training and for again organizing the donation
of a beautiful training facility through her employer
Mackenzie Financial.
I heard quite often "men don’t
cry"
though no one ever told me why.
So when I fell and skinned a knee,
no one came by to comfort me.
And when some bully-boy at school
would pull a prank so mean and cruel,
I’d quickly learn to turn and quip,
"It doesn’t hurt," and bite
my lip.
So as I grew to reasoned years,
I learned to stifle any tears.
Though "Be a big boy" it began,
quite soon I learned to "Be a man."
And I could play that stoic role
while storm and tempest wracked my soul.
No pain or setback could there be
could wrest one single tear from me.
Then one long night I stood nearby
and helplessly watched my son die.
And quickly found, to my surprise,
that all that tearless talk was lies.
And still I cry, and have no shame.
I cannot play that "big boy" game.
And openly, without remorse,
I let my sorrow takes its course.
So those of you who can’t abide
a man you’ve seen who’s often cried,
reach out to him with all your heart
as one whose life’s been torn apart.
For men DO cry when they can see
their loss of immortality.
And tears will come in endless streams
when mindless fate destroys their
dreams.
I'm reminded with the change of the seasons
how easy it is for the bereaved to be caught
off guard by emotional triggers. What exactly
are emotional triggers and why is it important
both to be aware of them and to give some thought
as to how to deal with them? An emotional trigger
is anything that takes you back directly to
your wound, to the pain inside. Not that the
pain is ever far from consciousness to begin
with, but emotional triggers act swiftly and
often with surprise to pierce like a knife into
the heart of your wound. With the beginning
of a new season, smells, sights and sounds all
change and these can easily hit you between
the eyes and stop you in your tracks!
General emotional triggers are more easily identified
and include days like Mother's and Father's
Day, birthdays, anniversaries and holidays,
to name a few. In many ways you are more able
to prepare yourself because you know that this
will be a day when it will be virtually impossible
to go on like nothing is happening. Specific
emotional triggers are more difficult because
what is a trigger to one person will hold perhaps
no specific meaning for another. Perhaps it
is a specific flavour; the smell of your mom’s
perfume in the air; the sound of an outdoor
playground; catching a snippet of your dad’s
favourite jazz tune. It is important to know
what specifically triggers you so that your
reaction will make sense to you and will help
you know that this is an emotional trigger and
you haven't regressed or gone crazy.
Analogies once again can be helpful. Friends
may look at a field and see an open expanse
of land that they would not hesitate to walk
across. To the bereaved that same field is a
"minefield" because when you begin
to walk across it there are constant triggers
or reminders of the person who has died. Such
is what walking into the future is like for
the bereaved!
Friends who say, "Come on -- it's just
a field!" don't see it or experience it
as you do -- and they can't. Knowing what specifically
triggers you is very important in your grieving
because it can help you chart a safer course
through the minefield of grief. Take a few minutes
to reflect and jot down from your world what
are emotional triggers for you. Keep the list
updated.
You are on a journey, and certain times of the
year can be more difficult than others.
During the months of May and June, when the
local card stores and malls are full of reminders
of your beloveds who have died - especially
the displays for Mother’s Day, Father’s
Day and graduation - remember that you are not
alone. Reach out to a friend you met in your
support group, make plans to get together with
another family member who will be there for
you, call BFO-Toronto, go onto the website message
board, come in and light the memorial candle
or think about attending one of the Monthly
Bereavement Support Nights.
updated from an article previously written
by David Wright, former consultant to BFO
It’s April and at long
last my snow drops are up in my garden! Now I
know spring is here and with it warmer days and
a garden of flowers. As you know we are busy trying
to find another home for BFO-Toronto, something
less expensive and more inviting. We are presently
very interested in some premises on Coxwell Avenue,
very close to East York Hospital. It has been
used as a medical clinic, but the best part is
that it is a house and it has a small garden at
the front where we can plant flowers! We’re
keeping our fingers crossed that we can work out
an acceptable lease with the landlord. If anyone
knows of other premises that may be suitable for
our use, please let us know, as soon as possible.
The St. Patrick’s Day 5
K Run/Walk, organized by a not for profit organization
called Achilles Track Club, was a great success
– hundreds of people turned up to walk or
run and the weather was perfect. We had a team
of 7 and we collected over $4,000 in pledges.
It was a good start to an annual revenue-generating
event that we hope will grow.
The ‘core’ piece
of our Volunteer Training has just finished. Betty
Ann has worked hard to make it a very successful
training program and it was extremely well received
by all. 46 participants are almost ready to volunteer!
Our Outreach Program is still
going strong. Last year ten in-school programs
were facilitated by BFO-Toronto staff and volunteers;
over one hundred social workers were provided
with two days of grief and bereavement training;
numerous presentations were conducted in schools
and other social service organizations; bereavement
support and training was provided to members of
the black community; and another public awareness
newsletter – Lifeline- went out to over
600 community partners. Vic Hill, our Youth Outreach
Worker and Lesley Parrott, a long standing volunteer,
are two of the presenters at the York University
The Changing Face of Grief Conference, on April
20, 21 and 22, 2005, organized by Stephen Fleming.
Vic Hill and Mahboubeh Katirai, one of our consultants,
have been chosen to speak about youth and grief
from a cultural perspective, at a City of Toronto
forum - Community Crisis Response: Looking Through
a Cultural Lens – on June 9 & 10th,
2005.
As you will note on page 5 it
is almost Annual General Meeting time again (how
time flies!). We hope you can attend and enjoy
the volunteer appreciation dinner. If you would
like to be a voting member of BFO-Toronto please
complete the inserted form and return to the office.
On a final note, Drgan Matijevic’s
one year contract as a Database Coordinator, unfortunately
came to an end in March. We were very pleased,
however, when he was successful in finding full-time
employment elsewhere – in fact his new boss
is one of our Board Members! Although he was the
only male in an office of predominantly female
staff and volunteers, he fit in very well and
we miss his kindness, attentiveness and generosity.
Open to any adult, whether or
not you have been through a BFO-Toronto group.
An informal panel of volunteers who have experienced
the death of an expected baby, a child, a sibling
or a parent will speak about their experiences.
You will have a chance to ask questions or share,
as you are able. Space is limited, so we ask that
you RSVP by calling the office.
Mutual support in a safe
and supportive environment, accessible any time
you're having a tough time....
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