For a very long time, grief was something that I associated with death. Even throughout my career as a Hospice nurse this seemed to ring true. It was not until the death of my grandmother that I realized that a lot of what I was calling heartbreak or saddness was just grief dressed up as something else.

I was unable to find the tools that would help me heal from the multiple non-death losses I have faced. It took a lot of reading, researching and piecing it all together for me to get the help I needed. What started out as a personal journey soon became a quest to find a way to make the help that was so difficult for me...