In 1980 at the age of 33 with three small children, I became a widow. My family was in crisis facing many nights in tears. My family, friends and priest were always there for support and comfort; but they could only do so much. I knew they were probably tired of listening to me, but I was not done grieving and trying to help my children. We were truly on an island alone. I did find a family counselor that helped but no one seemed to totally understand the effect of grief on an entire family and their extended family.

Christine was a friend during those years. When she asked if I would be interested in joining the Board for the Center I was “all in” knowing the need for a place to find comfort and understanding.

Whether it was stuffing envelopes for a mailing, working on raffle baskets or making lunch plans for camp Millie, there were always a group of dedicated volunteers willing to share the load.

Serving on the Board was another part of healing for me and now celebrating the 20-year anniversary confirms specialized grief counseling is invaluable.

Just knowing that the mission is so needed.

That they would realize they are not alone in their journey.

You will be rewarded in so many ways.