InBlog Announcement

Ladies and gentlemen, your host has now turned on the publish blog sign. If you haven’t already done so, please stow your judgement underneath the seat in front of you or in an overhead bin. Please take your seat and fasten your seat belt. And make sure you’re in a comfortable chair and you have a few minutes to read uninterrupted and maintain an open mind.

Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Jodi and I will be your host for this blog site. On behalf of myself, welcome aboard The Pensive Bereavement Journal, with pieces of writing being composed by Yours Truly on an occasional, frequent, infrequent, often, whenever timeframe.

I’d like to direct your attention to where this journey began. My dad passed away March of 2014, prior to his passing he had a massive stroke in January of 2013. Before he had his stroke my dad had been battling a rare form of cancer. For roughly 10 years the cancer was untreatable with exception to some special case studies and experimental drugs that worked for periods of time until there would be a resurgence and then a new trial drug would be introduced until eventually the drugs no longer worked. Cancer was his death sentence, the stroke simply helped it along.

At this time, be sure to understand that this is MY personal journey with grief which began well over 7 years ago, but since his passing, there have been other losses in my life that include but are not limited to death. I will also reference other losses that did not result in the finality of life, but loss, nonetheless, that also resulted in grief and how my relationship with grief has formed whom I am today.

This blog in its essence is the outpouring of my inner most thoughts, my inner dialogue with myself, an odd love story, a relationship, if you will, between Grief and myself. The thoughts that have been cultivated by conversation with myself and those who know me best, my family. My writing has been inspired and provoked by the loss of my dad and the fullness and depth of the love I felt for him as his daughter.

At this time, make sure the posture of your mind and heart are in a position to understand the gravity of my personal grief. The feeling of anxiety I have in knowing I’m making myself vulnerable, has a visceral reaction in my body. It makes me feel like I need to run to the toilet.

So why publish? I have a heart for the grieving. I want to protect the grieving like a sentinel.

If even 1 person who is grieving reads one piece, perhaps it will bring comfort if only for the few short minutes it took to read a post. For all I know it might help shed light to an individual who needs to learn how to deal with the bereaved.

Ladies and Gentlemen, at this time I would officially like to welcome you to The Pensive Bereavement Journal. For your safety and comfort and for information and reading, please subscribe to my blog. You can also follow my page on Facebook, or my page on Instagram which will indicate when I may release a new piece ready for publication. At this time, you may use your cellular phone, tablet, iPad, or laptop to subscribe to all these platforms listed. Please check around your seat and heart for any personal emotions you may have brought to this page today, and please use caution when opening the comment section of pieces that have been published, there may have been emotional shifts during your read. If you require further assistance, please feel free to send an email at the email listed below and I would be happy to reply to you there. Thank you for taking the time to read the debut post of The Pensive Bereavement Journal.