Beyond Grief

On September 6, 2006, my child, Qadira died of a brain tumor at the age of 9. We had fought 5 long years. I remember the day that we were supposed to go to her ballet class, she screamed “My legs won’t move!” Everything went down from there.

One day, after her burial, I could hear her voice in the house. I went down the stairs and asked my other children, “Where’s Qadira? Everything froze. I stood there waiting for an answer. My son finally broke the silence, “Ummi! (mom)”, he said. I stood there for a moment, then I remembered. I slowly walked back up the stairs. I never realized I was grieving. It felt like I was in someone else body just going from day to day.

Are “YOU” stuck in grief? It took a long time for me to get my life back. If you are ready, let me help you recover sooner and enjoy the life you have while honoring what is no longer in this life.