01/11/2026
Mourning Reflection…
Because we spend our days supporting others in grief, because we dedicate ourselves to easing the suffering of others, people sometimes forget that grief counsellors, death workers, and therapists working within this sector are human and that we experience pain in our lives, too. We are not immune to suffering simply on the basis of our vocation. Granted, we might be a little more equipped to navigate disruption and loss but our hearts still ache, like yours.
I’m sharing a small part of my personal world today, in part because it impacts what I can realistically offer in the coming months, but more importantly so you know that what I bring to the counselling space is genuine, and the depth of understanding I hold is considerable.
Some of you will recall that I was doing some early winter program planning in the fall. I was excited to be designing some new grief-support groups and workshops that I was so looking forward to sharing with you over the winter months.
Shortly before I began, our family had an out-of-town emergency and hospitalization. At the time we didn’t know of course what the outcomes would be and that it would eventually evolve into an ongoing elder-care situation that would require my travelling back and forth out of town now for four months.
This week, we are transitioning to long-term care as there will be no recovery in the way we’d hoped. The decline has been rapid and heavy to hold. We are carrying the grief of elderly parents forced into an unexpected and unwanted separation, alongside our own grief, and the anticipated goodbyes to come.
As some of you know, my only sibling died a number of years ago so I am on my own. Now, another level of ache, of yearning rises to the surface as the weight of this elder-care season falls solely on my shoulders, and my brother is not here to provide support, to share the challenges (and, honestly, much-needed laughter, eyerolls, and shared family jokes — the beautiful medicine he provided to me).
This is the start of a long road of care in two different cities, and an unexpected monumental downsizing which is already overwhelming to all of us in its size and scope, and a poignant reminder of how fleeting and unpredictable everything is. I could say more about end-of-life planning here but I will save that for another time. Suffice to say our family members now realize why I was attempting so earnestly to have these conversations, and why it was so important. Hard lessons.
Moving forward, my practice hours should remain unaffected and consistent with little adjustment as, thankfully, I was already practicing on an established part-time basis. However, plans for added grief support programming have been put on hold for the time being until my family has the opportunity to get grounded in this new reality, and into new routines and schedules. I will continue to share resources and other support offerings as usual.
As always, I am so grateful to all of you for your trust. It is an honour and a privilege to be walking alongside you, as both a compassionate guide, and kindred griever.
Thank you for your patience and understanding during this challenging season. 💛
~ Cheryl xo