My Nonprofit Reviews

I would never want to say that I *enjoyed* the grief retreat I went to last September, but being surrounded by other bereaved mothers was the first time I felt normal since my 11-year-old son died a year earlier. On my way to Sebastopol where the retreat was held, I was terrified to be away from my support people back home and surrounded by strangers. But being together and sharing our most wounded and vulnerable selves with each other was powerful. It didn't bring back any of our children, but we found commonalities through out losses, and through that connection, there were baby steps made in understanding our grief. Thank you Tim Griffith Memorial Foundation.