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

The Grieving Process

Manhattan Then And Now

July 2017   The day I went into the city I switched from backpack to Em’s crescent bag. It was one of the things Emilee had left behind when she died. One of the things that I chose to keep and not give away. I thought I might use it, and I liked having things…

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The First Time My World Changed

The Day My World Changed   I was twelve. It was May 12, 1966, a Thursday. We had moved into this house eight months ago on my twelfth birthday.   I walked the three quarters of a mile to the railroad station to meet my dad at around 6 p.m. so I could have some…

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Morning Musings 2

A few things about this morning. Some Realizations first. I am overly sentimental by most standards, but it feels just right to me. Tears are soooo much easier than they used to be, and no shame. I am proud that as a male I can cry when moved to. Emilee did that for me. Among…

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POEM – My Heart Has Grown

MY HEART HAS GROWN Her soul forever with me I feel her in my heart Her body no longer present Her love within never apart   She sees and hears and knows What I think and what I feel Sometimes I recognize the signs At times I’m not sure they’re real   Her spirit now…

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Understanding Grief, Or Not

This is a handout from a grief support group. I will share it and then add some words of my own at the end. I like to reference, and will provide what is provided in the handout. It is called Understanding Grief, by Jane Brody, January 15, 2018, but I do not know where the…

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A Walk To The Memorial…Finally

It is just shy of oppressively warm this July day, and the brief downpour earlier has cooled it just a bit, and there is that smell of evaporating water in the air, as it steams up from the warm ground and surrounds me. It has been sixteen years since that day, and since we got…

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After Dad, First Week

There is another post about how my dad died. This one covers the first week afterwards. I was twelve. Grieving for Emilee has allowed me to revisit and see some things about my dad’s death that I never realized before, and enabled me to understand feelings that I never completely understood. This has helped me…

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When I Was Twelve…

  I was twelve. It was May 12, 1966, a Thursday. We had moved into this house eight months ago on my twelfth birthday. I walked the three-quarters of a mile to the LIRR station to meet my dad at around 6 p.m. so I could have some time with him as we walked back…

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Emilee’s One Year Anniversary

I made it … well… it is kind of like something that is radioactive…if you get tooo close you are affected by it… that is how anniversary dates are… maybe it is more like a gravitational pull… when you get close you can feel the effect and immediately after as well…as as time ticks on,…

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Poem – Welcome Home

WELCOME HOME   Behold … A magnificent city lies before you Waiting to receive the essence of your soul.   And what should form the substance of this city’s structures, Its buildings its shelters its roofs and walls, Its wind, earth, and all its essences… Goodness and kindness, forgiveness and mercy, Faith, hope and love…

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