How I Learned about Grief
When I was 11 years old my mom died—unexpectedly, I suppose. I’ve written about this in a book that helped me find more of my own healing. As a result of my own journey in grief I continue to write about grief as the gift that gives us healing—though by that I do NOT mean we get over the loss of close friends and family members. Understanding and embracing grief helps us to go on living…and keep on growing. It doesn’t take away the sorrow or replace the hole in our heart. You can read this my story in the book, The Day the Mountains Crashed in the Sea. I wrote this book under my nom-de-plume--it was too personal of a story to put my name on it at least at first. Ellen Janzen is the writer version of me.