#grief — Public Fediverse posts
Live and recent posts from across the Fediverse tagged #grief, aggregated by home.social.
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Six Theories To Help You Understand And Deal With Grief
There’s almost as many theories on grieving as there are people who are grieving. Why is that? Because living with grief is a unique journey for each of us. No two are the same. Over the eons many have tried to set a pathway on how we deal with grief.
#griefprocess #griefjourney #griefsupport #grief #griefsupport #griefandloss #dealingwithgrief #dealingwithloss
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When the Egyptians were drowning in the Red Sea, the angels in heaven began to break forth in songs of jubilation, but the Holy One, blessed be He, silenced them: “My creatures are perishing — and ye are ready to sing!”
בִּקְּשׁוּ מַלְאֲכֵי הַשָּׁרֵת לוֹמַר שִׁירָה, אָמַר הַקָּדוֹשׁ בָּרוּךְ הוּא: מַעֲשֵׂה יָדַי טוֹבְעִין בַּיָּם, וְאַתֶּם אוֹמְרִים שִׁירָהThe Talmud (AD 200-500) Collection of Jewish rabbinical writings
Babylonian Talmud, Seder Moed, Megillah 10b.26 [Rosten (1972)]More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/talmud/4579/
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #talmud #callousness #celebration #compassion #creation #creator #divineintervention #divinelove #divinewrath #God #grief #inappropriateness #mercy #sorrow #tragedy #war
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When the Egyptians were drowning in the Red Sea, the angels in heaven began to break forth in songs of jubilation, but the Holy One, blessed be He, silenced them: “My creatures are perishing — and ye are ready to sing!”
בִּקְּשׁוּ מַלְאֲכֵי הַשָּׁרֵת לוֹמַר שִׁירָה, אָמַר הַקָּדוֹשׁ בָּרוּךְ הוּא: מַעֲשֵׂה יָדַי טוֹבְעִין בַּיָּם, וְאַתֶּם אוֹמְרִים שִׁירָהThe Talmud (AD 200-500) Collection of Jewish rabbinical writings
Babylonian Talmud, Seder Moed, Megillah 10b.26 [Rosten (1972)]More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/talmud/4579/
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #talmud #callousness #celebration #compassion #creation #creator #divineintervention #divinelove #divinewrath #God #grief #inappropriateness #mercy #sorrow #tragedy #war
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When the Egyptians were drowning in the Red Sea, the angels in heaven began to break forth in songs of jubilation, but the Holy One, blessed be He, silenced them: “My creatures are perishing — and ye are ready to sing!”
בִּקְּשׁוּ מַלְאֲכֵי הַשָּׁרֵת לוֹמַר שִׁירָה, אָמַר הַקָּדוֹשׁ בָּרוּךְ הוּא: מַעֲשֵׂה יָדַי טוֹבְעִין בַּיָּם, וְאַתֶּם אוֹמְרִים שִׁירָהThe Talmud (AD 200-500) Collection of Jewish rabbinical writings
Babylonian Talmud, Seder Moed, Megillah 10b.26 [Rosten (1972)]More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/talmud/4579/
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #talmud #callousness #celebration #compassion #creation #creator #divineintervention #divinelove #divinewrath #God #grief #inappropriateness #mercy #sorrow #tragedy #war
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When the Egyptians were drowning in the Red Sea, the angels in heaven began to break forth in songs of jubilation, but the Holy One, blessed be He, silenced them: “My creatures are perishing — and ye are ready to sing!”
בִּקְּשׁוּ מַלְאֲכֵי הַשָּׁרֵת לוֹמַר שִׁירָה, אָמַר הַקָּדוֹשׁ בָּרוּךְ הוּא: מַעֲשֵׂה יָדַי טוֹבְעִין בַּיָּם, וְאַתֶּם אוֹמְרִים שִׁירָהThe Talmud (AD 200-500) Collection of Jewish rabbinical writings
Babylonian Talmud, Seder Moed, Megillah 10b.26 [Rosten (1972)]More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/talmud/4579/
#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #talmud #callousness #celebration #compassion #creation #creator #divineintervention #divinelove #divinewrath #God #grief #inappropriateness #mercy #sorrow #tragedy #war
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Manga box sets of the deceased used as squat weights.
Bereaved families perform squats with the box sets, but fear next-day soreness is a spiritual haunting.
https://alt.andpaper.net/en/articles/20260723-muscle-wake-manga-squat/
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Manga box sets of the deceased used as squat weights.
Bereaved families perform squats with the box sets, but fear next-day soreness is a spiritual haunting.
https://alt.andpaper.net/en/articles/20260723-muscle-wake-manga-squat/
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All The Empty Chairs
Two empty wheelchairsTwo comfy wheelchairs, no cat—Charlie was always the chair thief. Perhaps once winter comes George may consider the warm comfort of a just-vacated wheelchair, but for now I’m guessing the memory is still strong of him having tried once or twice to take the chair only to be roundly thumped by his little brother for usurping the privilege. So he stays away. Today, every time I look at an empty wheelchair my eyes fill. I turn away. I am so fucking tired of crying.
George used to sit on the table on the back deck and leave the chair for Charlie; lately, he won’t even sit on the table.
On the kitchen deck the comfy chair was, always, Charlie’s domain—he curled up in that thing 70% of his time outdoors between April and October. One day, maybe, George will too. But I’d be surprised if it were this summer, and I wouldn’t be shocked it were never. Sigh.
All those empty chairs…
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All The Empty Chairs
Two empty wheelchairsTwo comfy wheelchairs, no cat—Charlie was always the chair thief. Perhaps once winter comes George may consider the warm comfort of a just-vacated wheelchair, but for now I’m guessing the memory is still strong of him having tried once or twice to take the chair only to be roundly thumped by his little brother for usurping the privilege. So he stays away. Today, every time I look at an empty wheelchair my eyes fill. I turn away. I am so fucking tired of crying.
George used to sit on the table on the back deck and leave the chair for Charlie; lately, he won’t even sit on the table.
On the kitchen deck the comfy chair was, always, Charlie’s domain—he curled up in that thing 70% of his time outdoors between April and October. One day, maybe, George will too. But I’d be surprised if it were this summer, and I wouldn’t be shocked it were never. Sigh.
All those empty chairs…
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All The Empty Chairs
Two empty wheelchairsTwo comfy wheelchairs, no cat—Charlie was always the chair thief. Perhaps once winter comes George may consider the warm comfort of a just-vacated wheelchair, but for now I’m guessing the memory is still strong of him having tried once or twice to take the chair only to be roundly thumped by his little brother for usurping the privilege. So he stays away. Today, every time I look at an empty wheelchair my eyes fill. I turn away. I am so fucking tired of crying.
George used to sit on the table on the back deck and leave the chair for Charlie; lately, he won’t even sit on the table.
On the kitchen deck the comfy chair was, always, Charlie’s domain—he curled up in that thing 70% of his time outdoors between April and October. One day, maybe, George will too. But I’d be surprised if it were this summer, and I wouldn’t be shocked it were never. Sigh.
All those empty chairs…
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𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑾𝒂𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: “𝑹𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒗𝒆” -
We waited for “beloved”
and forgot our street numberWhen you died, grandfather,
your lips pursed around a “ku-” . . .https://waywordsstudio.com/verse/rogue-wave/
#poetry #poetrycommunity #originalpoetry #writingcommunity #grief #weather #tsunami
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𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑾𝒂𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: “𝑹𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒗𝒆” -
We waited for “beloved”
and forgot our street numberWhen you died, grandfather,
your lips pursed around a “ku-” . . .https://waywordsstudio.com/verse/rogue-wave/
#poetry #poetrycommunity #originalpoetry #writingcommunity #grief #weather #tsunami
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𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑾𝒂𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: “𝑹𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒗𝒆” -
We waited for “beloved”
and forgot our street numberWhen you died, grandfather,
your lips pursed around a “ku-” . . .https://waywordsstudio.com/verse/rogue-wave/
#poetry #poetrycommunity #originalpoetry #writingcommunity #grief #weather #tsunami
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𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑾𝒂𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: “𝑹𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒗𝒆” -
We waited for “beloved”
and forgot our street numberWhen you died, grandfather,
your lips pursed around a “ku-” . . .https://waywordsstudio.com/verse/rogue-wave/
#poetry #poetrycommunity #originalpoetry #writingcommunity #grief #weather #tsunami
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𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑾𝒂𝒚𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: “𝑹𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒗𝒆” -
We waited for “beloved”
and forgot our street numberWhen you died, grandfather,
your lips pursed around a “ku-” . . .https://waywordsstudio.com/verse/rogue-wave/
#poetry #poetrycommunity #originalpoetry #writingcommunity #grief #weather #tsunami
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Kelly Osbourne Reflects on Grief a Year After Ozzy's Passing
📰 Original title: Kelly Osbourne opens up about “endless ache” of grief – one year on from Ozzy’s death
🤖 IA: It's clickbait ⚠️
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Kelly Osbourne Reflects on Grief a Year After Ozzy's Passing
📰 Original title: Kelly Osbourne opens up about “endless ache” of grief – one year on from Ozzy’s death
🤖 IA: It's clickbait ⚠️
👥 Users: It's clickbait ⚠️View full AI summary https://en.killbait.com/kelly-osbourne-reflects-on-grief-a-year-after-ozzy-s-passing.html?utm_source=mastodon_world&utm_medium=social&utm_campaign=killbait_uk.mastodon_world
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I Thought I Was Shopping at Dior. I Was Really Looking for Baby Lux.
From the outside, it looked like a family enjoying a beautiful afternoon at Dior—champagne, chocolates, laughter, and a husband buying his wife a ring. But what no one could see was everything that was happening inside me. I thought I was shopping for jewelry. Looking back, I realize I was searching for something far deeper. -
I Thought I Was Shopping at Dior. I Was Really Looking for Baby Lux.
From the outside, it looked like a family enjoying a beautiful afternoon at Dior—champagne, chocolates, laughter, and a husband buying his wife a ring. But what no one could see was everything that was happening inside me. I thought I was shopping for jewelry. Looking back, I realize I was searching for something far deeper. -
I Thought I Was Shopping at Dior. I Was Really Looking for Baby Lux.
From the outside, it looked like a family enjoying a beautiful afternoon at Dior—champagne, chocolates, laughter, and a husband buying his wife a ring. But what no one could see was everything that was happening inside me. I thought I was shopping for jewelry. Looking back, I realize I was searching for something far deeper. -
I Thought I Was Shopping at Dior. I Was Really Looking for Baby Lux.
From the outside, it looked like a family enjoying a beautiful afternoon at Dior—champagne, chocolates, laughter, and a husband buying his wife a ring. But what no one could see was everything that was happening inside me. I thought I was shopping for jewelry. Looking back, I realize I was searching for something far deeper. -
I Thought I Was Shopping at Dior. I Was Really Looking for Baby Lux.
From the outside, it looked like a family enjoying a beautiful afternoon at Dior—champagne, chocolates, laughter, and a husband buying his wife a ring. But what no one could see was everything that was happening inside me. I thought I was shopping for jewelry. Looking back, I realize I was searching for something far deeper. -
We Live In The Shadowlands
Shadow Carress, Rolling RidgeSeveral years ago, I watched Shadowlands and was deeply touched. The movie tells the true story of the author C.S. Lewis (Jack), who though an award-winning author, leads a relatively passionless life until he meets an American divorcee, Joy Gresham. It is the beginning of a deep love, a love that changes both of them in a powerful way, and deepens their faith in God. But their time together is short as Joy becomes terminally ill with cancer.
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night afraid that something horrible has happened to someone that I love. So I pray for everyone I can think of. I reach my hand over and draw comfort from the warmth and breath of my wife who still sleeps beside me. Slowly my fear ebbs away because for another night the Angel of Death has passed over the doors of those who are closest to me. (Though I do not think it has very much to do with my prayers).
I want to pray as hard for everyone in the world as I pray for my family and friends. The Angel of Death does not always pass over. I do not want to live my life in fear. I do not want to be afraid of the pain that comes with being close to people and thereby miss the happiness that comes from their presence.
In the movie, Joy, in pushing Jack to be present to ALL of life, states: “We can’t have the happiness of yesterday without the pain of today. That’s the deal.”
We live in the Shadowlands, between the sunrise and sunset. But the sun is always present and as long as I cast a shadow, it means that I am alive. Alive to live and love and care and hurt to the fullest of my being.
That’s the deal.
(November 2007)
#cSLewis #cancer #ChristianHope #ChristianReflection #compassionForTheWorld #courageToLove #deathAndDying #Faith #Family #familyAndFriends #Fear #fearOfLoss #GodAndSuffering #grief #Happiness #Hope #JackAndJoy #JoyDavidman #JoyGresham #lifeAndLove #livingFully #LoveAndLoss #lovingFully #marriage #Mortality #Movies #Pain #painAndHappiness #PassoverImagery #Prayer #presence #ShadowlandsQuote #SpiritualReflection #sunriseAndSunset #terminalIllness #ThatSTheDeal #theAngelOfDeath #vulnerability #WordPressTagsShadowlands #Writing -
We Live In The Shadowlands
Shadow Carress, Rolling RidgeSeveral years ago, I watched Shadowlands and was deeply touched. The movie tells the true story of the author C.S. Lewis (Jack), who though an award-winning author, leads a relatively passionless life until he meets an American divorcee, Joy Gresham. It is the beginning of a deep love, a love that changes both of them in a powerful way, and deepens their faith in God. But their time together is short as Joy becomes terminally ill with cancer.
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night afraid that something horrible has happened to someone that I love. So I pray for everyone I can think of. I reach my hand over and draw comfort from the warmth and breath of my wife who still sleeps beside me. Slowly my fear ebbs away because for another night the Angel of Death has passed over the doors of those who are closest to me. (Though I do not think it has very much to do with my prayers).
I want to pray as hard for everyone in the world as I pray for my family and friends. The Angel of Death does not always pass over. I do not want to live my life in fear. I do not want to be afraid of the pain that comes with being close to people and thereby miss the happiness that comes from their presence.
In the movie, Joy, in pushing Jack to be present to ALL of life, states: “We can’t have the happiness of yesterday without the pain of today. That’s the deal.”
We live in the Shadowlands, between the sunrise and sunset. But the sun is always present and as long as I cast a shadow, it means that I am alive. Alive to live and love and care and hurt to the fullest of my being.
That’s the deal.
(November 2007)
#cSLewis #cancer #ChristianHope #ChristianReflection #compassionForTheWorld #courageToLove #deathAndDying #Faith #Family #familyAndFriends #Fear #fearOfLoss #GodAndSuffering #grief #Happiness #Hope #JackAndJoy #JoyDavidman #JoyGresham #lifeAndLove #livingFully #LoveAndLoss #lovingFully #marriage #Mortality #Movies #Pain #painAndHappiness #PassoverImagery #Prayer #presence #ShadowlandsQuote #SpiritualReflection #sunriseAndSunset #terminalIllness #ThatSTheDeal #theAngelOfDeath #vulnerability #WordPressTagsShadowlands #Writing -
We Live In The Shadowlands
Shadow Carress, Rolling RidgeSeveral years ago, I watched Shadowlands and was deeply touched. The movie tells the true story of the author C.S. Lewis (Jack), who though an award-winning author, leads a relatively passionless life until he meets an American divorcee, Joy Gresham. It is the beginning of a deep love, a love that changes both of them in a powerful way, and deepens their faith in God. But their time together is short as Joy becomes terminally ill with cancer.
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night afraid that something horrible has happened to someone that I love. So I pray for everyone I can think of. I reach my hand over and draw comfort from the warmth and breath of my wife who still sleeps beside me. Slowly my fear ebbs away because for another night the Angel of Death has passed over the doors of those who are closest to me. (Though I do not think it has very much to do with my prayers).
I want to pray as hard for everyone in the world as I pray for my family and friends. The Angel of Death does not always pass over. I do not want to live my life in fear. I do not want to be afraid of the pain that comes with being close to people and thereby miss the happiness that comes from their presence.
In the movie, Joy, in pushing Jack to be present to ALL of life, states: “We can’t have the happiness of yesterday without the pain of today. That’s the deal.”
We live in the Shadowlands, between the sunrise and sunset. But the sun is always present and as long as I cast a shadow, it means that I am alive. Alive to live and love and care and hurt to the fullest of my being.
That’s the deal.
(November 2007)
#cSLewis #cancer #ChristianHope #ChristianReflection #compassionForTheWorld #courageToLove #deathAndDying #Faith #Family #familyAndFriends #Fear #fearOfLoss #GodAndSuffering #grief #Happiness #Hope #JackAndJoy #JoyDavidman #JoyGresham #lifeAndLove #livingFully #LoveAndLoss #lovingFully #marriage #Mortality #Movies #Pain #painAndHappiness #PassoverImagery #Prayer #presence #ShadowlandsQuote #SpiritualReflection #sunriseAndSunset #terminalIllness #ThatSTheDeal #theAngelOfDeath #vulnerability #WordPressTagsShadowlands #Writing -
We Live In The Shadowlands
Shadow Carress, Rolling RidgeSeveral years ago, I watched Shadowlands and was deeply touched. The movie tells the true story of the author C.S. Lewis (Jack), who though an award-winning author, leads a relatively passionless life until he meets an American divorcee, Joy Gresham. It is the beginning of a deep love, a love that changes both of them in a powerful way, and deepens their faith in God. But their time together is short as Joy becomes terminally ill with cancer.
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night afraid that something horrible has happened to someone that I love. So I pray for everyone I can think of. I reach my hand over and draw comfort from the warmth and breath of my wife who still sleeps beside me. Slowly my fear ebbs away because for another night the Angel of Death has passed over the doors of those who are closest to me. (Though I do not think it has very much to do with my prayers).
I want to pray as hard for everyone in the world as I pray for my family and friends. The Angel of Death does not always pass over. I do not want to live my life in fear. I do not want to be afraid of the pain that comes with being close to people and thereby miss the happiness that comes from their presence.
In the movie, Joy, in pushing Jack to be present to ALL of life, states: “We can’t have the happiness of yesterday without the pain of today. That’s the deal.”
We live in the Shadowlands, between the sunrise and sunset. But the sun is always present and as long as I cast a shadow, it means that I am alive. Alive to live and love and care and hurt to the fullest of my being.
That’s the deal.
(November 2007)
#cSLewis #cancer #ChristianHope #ChristianReflection #compassionForTheWorld #courageToLove #deathAndDying #Faith #Family #familyAndFriends #Fear #fearOfLoss #GodAndSuffering #grief #Happiness #Hope #JackAndJoy #JoyDavidman #JoyGresham #lifeAndLove #livingFully #LoveAndLoss #lovingFully #marriage #Mortality #Movies #Pain #painAndHappiness #PassoverImagery #Prayer #presence #ShadowlandsQuote #SpiritualReflection #sunriseAndSunset #terminalIllness #ThatSTheDeal #theAngelOfDeath #vulnerability #WordPressTagsShadowlands #Writing -
No one in my developmental psych lectures talks about this: the grief of outgrowing someone. No fight. No villain. Just two people becoming different shapes. And you mourn them while they're still in your phone. Still "a friend." I don't think I've learned how to grieve someone who's still alive. I don't think anyone teaches you that.
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No one in my developmental psych lectures talks about this: the grief of outgrowing someone. No fight. No villain. Just two people becoming different shapes. And you mourn them while they're still in your phone. Still "a friend." I don't think I've learned how to grieve someone who's still alive. I don't think anyone teaches you that.
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No one in my developmental psych lectures talks about this: the grief of outgrowing someone. No fight. No villain. Just two people becoming different shapes. And you mourn them while they're still in your phone. Still "a friend." I don't think I've learned how to grieve someone who's still alive. I don't think anyone teaches you that.
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No one in my developmental psych lectures talks about this: the grief of outgrowing someone. No fight. No villain. Just two people becoming different shapes. And you mourn them while they're still in your phone. Still "a friend." I don't think I've learned how to grieve someone who's still alive. I don't think anyone teaches you that.
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No one in my developmental psych lectures talks about this: the grief of outgrowing someone. No fight. No villain. Just two people becoming different shapes. And you mourn them while they're still in your phone. Still "a friend." I don't think I've learned how to grieve someone who's still alive. I don't think anyone teaches you that.
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This is my friend Cricket. She's been my best friend for 11 years, my constant companion.
She got sick, and today was her last day. I miss her terribly.
I just wanted people to know about her. Thank you for looking. -
This is my friend Cricket. She's been my best friend for 11 years, my constant companion.
She got sick, and today was her last day. I miss her terribly.
I just wanted people to know about her. Thank you for looking. -
This is my friend Cricket. She's been my best friend for 11 years, my constant companion.
She got sick, and today was her last day. I miss her terribly.
I just wanted people to know about her. Thank you for looking. -
This is my friend Cricket. She's been my best friend for 11 years, my constant companion.
She got sick, and today was her last day. I miss her terribly.
I just wanted people to know about her. Thank you for looking. -
This is my friend Cricket. She's been my best friend for 11 years, my constant companion.
She got sick, and today was her last day. I miss her terribly.
I just wanted people to know about her. Thank you for looking. -
Berkeley Vale mother Louise Farley took up soccer for her dying son
From the moment he was old enough to kick a ball, Spencer Farley loved playing soccer. His commitment…
#NewsBeep #News #Sports #AU #Australia #BerkeleyValesoccerclub #Cancer #childhoodcancer #Coping #dyingwish #grief #Mentalhealth #rarecancer #Soccer #soccermum #sports
https://www.newsbeep.com/au/815596/ -
Berkeley Vale mother Louise Farley took up soccer for her dying son
From the moment he was old enough to kick a ball, Spencer Farley loved playing soccer. His commitment…
#NewsBeep #News #Sports #AU #Australia #BerkeleyValesoccerclub #Cancer #childhoodcancer #Coping #dyingwish #grief #Mentalhealth #rarecancer #Soccer #soccermum #sports
https://www.newsbeep.com/au/815596/ -
Son's dying wish to see mum play soccer now helps her cope with loss
By Sarah ForsterAfter Spencer Farley was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he asked his mum to start playing soccer. In the 12 months since his death, the game has kept her going.
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-07-22/central-coast-soccer-mum-honours-son/106909086
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Son's dying wish to see mum play soccer now helps her cope with loss
By Sarah ForsterAfter Spencer Farley was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he asked his mum to start playing soccer. In the 12 months since his death, the game has kept her going.
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-07-22/central-coast-soccer-mum-honours-son/106909086
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Son's dying wish to see mum play soccer now helps her cope with loss
By Sarah ForsterAfter Spencer Farley was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he asked his mum to start playing soccer. In the 12 months since his death, the game has kept her going.
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-07-22/central-coast-soccer-mum-honours-son/106909086
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Son's dying wish to see mum play soccer now helps her cope with loss
By Sarah ForsterAfter Spencer Farley was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he asked his mum to start playing soccer. In the 12 months since his death, the game has kept her going.
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-07-22/central-coast-soccer-mum-honours-son/106909086
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Son's dying wish to see mum play soccer now helps her cope with loss
By Sarah ForsterAfter Spencer Farley was diagnosed with terminal cancer, he asked his mum to start playing soccer. In the 12 months since his death, the game has kept her going.
https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-07-22/central-coast-soccer-mum-honours-son/106909086
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This video (or do we call them reels now? It's a #BookTrailer , I guess?) isn't quite the same, but it's a bit similar. A #magic guy gets #therapy for his issues of #grief and #loss-- his therapist specializes in empathy for this because she has those issues herself...
