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“I knew in my heart that something was wrong”
It is a huge understatement to say that the grief journey is difficult and hard to travel. What we hope for those affected by workplace tragedy is that they find a support network of family and friends, find ways to honour their loss and to learn to trust in their resiliency. Loss changes us and grief doesn’t ever leave us entirely. However love doesn’t end either. Love will always remain.
In the blink of an eye
Nicky was our cherished son, our only child. He was a very special blessing. You see, it took some time before I was able to have a child; then, later in my pregnancy I developed toxemia and needed to be hospitalized. The concern was that Nicky might be born premature due to the toxicity, resulting in the possibility of his lungs not being fully developed (among other concerns). After 30 days of being hospitalized, in the early morning hours of May 24, 1990 I hemorrhaged and an emergency C-section needed to be performed. Thankfully, we both survived the trauma. Nicholas Joseph Micieli was born healthy, lungs fully developed. I knew he was a very special gift right from the start.
A wedding day without a father
This is a story of a wedding day with a piece missing – the father of the groom. It’s the story of a son who never knew his father.
Using Expressive Arts to heal from grief and loss
Expressive art is all about the process of making art, not the finished product. It is a practice that invites people to respond creatively to things that matter.
Missing Jamie
I first heard of Jamie’s death on the radio on my way home from work. They said that a young man from Lower Sackville had died on a jobsite in Cape Breton. I thought: wonder who that was and if I knew them … never thinking that it could have been Jamie.
A New Year… and New Faces!
Threads of Life is delighted to welcome two new members to our small but mighty staff team. Shari Hinz lives in Saskatchewan and is our new Regional Development Coordinator (RDC) for Western Canada. Christine Kennedy-Babineau, from New Brunswick, takes over as Regional Development Coordinator for Atlantic Canada and Quebec. They join Lorna Catrambone, our Central Canada RDC. Threads of Life’s RDCs work closely with volunteers and partners in their regions to advance our mission. As we get to know Shari and Christine, we thought you’d like to learn a bit about them too. I asked each of them to share a bit about themselves.
How to connect in 2022
We know that human connection is vital to our health. The Canadian Mental Health Association reports that a lack of connection can be more harmful to our health than obesity, smoking or high blood pressure. Living in the aftermath of a tragedy can make you feel especially isolated.
It’s time for some good news
Well, it’s been a year, hasn’t it? Another trying, tiring year. It can be hard to see the light during these short days and long nights of winter, but often the glimmers are there if we look for them.
International Volunteer Day: Building our Common Future
December 5 is International Volunteer Day, a day coordinated by United Nations Volunteers to honour, recognize and promote the tireless work of volunteers across the globe. The theme of International Volunteer Day 2021 is “Volunteer Now For Our Common Future”.
Our Favourite Recipe for Family Memories
With homemade cookies, the memories come baked right in
Reflecting back and looking forward together
The past couple of years have provided us with several unique challenges. Join us for a discussion about what the future holds for you and for Threads of Life. The pandemic has challenged us in many ways, yet we know our own resilience. We are survivors and have learned how to live with the unexpected. The lessons we learned while dealing with a life-altering injury, occupational disease or the outcome of a traumatic death have changed us. We had to set new goals for the future.
Who am I away from the grief?
In January of 2020 I wrote about how the 10-year mark after my husband’s death was more than just an anniversary date. Fast forward to almost two years later and I am finally starting to piece together what moving forward and away from the grief looks like for me. This is just my own words and my own feelings as I try to walk this ever-changing and ever-moving road we call grief.
