Category Grief

I was in the States a few months ago  when a young police officer was shot down miles from where I was staying in Colorado. He was just 30 years old, and he left behind a young wife and two…

I write a lot about the pain, loneliness and disillusionment that often accompanies grief. I am motivated to be real and vulnerable with the deep pain I have experienced. I have had obvious losses caused by death in my life:…

Smells can have a powerful affect on our emotions, one whiff of a scent from our past and we are flooded with memories. For me it the smell of lilies. For most people lilies have a pleasant aroma, but one…

We have all been there. We have all found ourselves at a funeral of someone that was less than amazing.  Years ago, I went to support a co-worker by attending the funeral of her ex-husband and what followed were two…

In anticipation for the release of my book following my grief journey through the loss of a husband and then my son. A second book ’Shaken, not Stirred,’ on my advice for blended families with a focus on Step-mothers. A…

Gary and I just celebrated six years of marriage.   I love our anniversaries more than any other celebration of the year. We have celebrated in Hawaii, Napa Valley, Aspen, Vail, and Africa.  Thanks to my creative and fabulous husband, every anniversary has been more fun,…

Around all the poverty of Africa is a great deal of beauty, somehow it is all intertwined. You can see that these people were blessed to have been born in such an extraordinary place, yet they are cursed with a…

We drove all around this village today. You can see that it was a jewel 30 to 60 years ago. The structures are still solid, but need repair and cosmetic touches. Well, cosmetic surgery. I have decided that I will…

Our day today concluded with the “Abandon Babies for Christ” or ABC. It is a real house just a few yards from where we could be living with 15+ little ones, unwanted by their families, abandoned, some most close to death…

Lisa Black’s journey through Africa; a series The plane began its decent. Africa was all around me. Over 24 hours of travel to get here was nothing but a whisper in time. My journey started 36 years prior. My heart neither quickened nor…