When my oldest was a freshman in high school, he was sexually assaulted by a close friend and as a result suffered from PTSD for years. This event had a significant impact on our son and our family and for years after the event, I found myself unable to fully move on. I was experiencing grief over the loss of what I thought life should have been like for our son and family and felt very much robbed of that time. Even though I had processed my feelings in therapy, I was still experiencing anger and sadness that I started to believe would be with me forever. While working with parents of teens in my coaching business, I quickly realized how much grief was showing...