Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer
Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer
Life After Emilee Logo | Neal Klein honoring his wife after losing her to pancreatic cancer

Neal’s Healing Process

March to December – Summary Catch-up – Letting Go

A wise therapist/psychologist/wonderful human told me there are three things we must learn. One is to love fully. Two is to allow ourselves to be loved completely. Three is to let go. Of what? Of everything. It has been such a long time since my last post. Much has happened since March, and that sounds…

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Up In Smoke

UP IN SMOKE It was a couple of days after Valentine’s day, two weeks after the two-year anniversary. Elise reread a poem in her journal that she wrote a few weeks ago. She remembered that night. It was one of those nights she fell asleep early and woke at one-thirty in the morning, with an…

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Poetry Collection One 2019

MY HEART HAS GROWN Her soul forever with me, I feel her in my heart Physically no longer present, love and spirit never apart   She sees and hears and knows, what I think and what I feel, Sometimes I recognize the signs, sometimes not sure they’re real   Her soul now lives as part…

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Why Christmas Eve Service?

  What happened last year, was repeated again this year at the Stony Creek Congregational Church in picturesque Stony Creek, Branford, without any preconceived expectations that it would. From the setting and the sermon of the Reverend James, to the singing of the carols and hymns in the beautiful and cozy church, I was moved…

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Sam and Ick, Holiday Feelings

Most people want to hear happy stuff. And I do laugh every day, it’s on my list of requirements. But I want to attempt to describe an emotion.   It’s a little bit of a mix I think I need to talk to Ick about this.   Sam (Seasonal Affective Management): Ick, I am feeling…

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Ned’s Dad’s funeral

The hole in the ground looked much smaller than his dad was tall. He wondered if they squish the body inside the coffin to make them smaller, so the grave hole doesn’t have to be so big and the cemetery saves space and they can fit more graves. But the hole did seem deep.  …

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A Little Boy’s Nightmare

  The Setting: Six-floor elevator brick apartment building built in the 1940’s, 730 Rodgers Avenue, just North of Linden Boulevard, Brooklyn. 1963.   There was an open stairway with enough space between the banister and the floor above so that you could look down in between that space from the top floor to the bottom…

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Anesthesia

Anesthesia A song comes to mind Bye bye love, hello loneliness, I think I am going to die, bye bye my love goodbye… And so when I wake up when it’s all over There is this crazy, subtle at first, but lingering high That seems to last along with the drugs in my blood As…

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A Conversation on Vulnerability

What is it I stand to lose Gabriel thought? He looked straight at Melinda, his therapist, and asked, “What is the risk of showing all my vulnerability? Is it fear of showing my weakness? My neurotic thinking? My uncertainty in knowing how others will react to seeing inside my thoughts? Fear of exposure? Of being…

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