Testimonials
We came looking, hoping to make sense of a tragedy. We came seeking comfort. We came wondering if anyone really survives the death of a child. We came because the abyss seemed unfathomable. We stay because:
“Since my daughter died, this is the only place I feel normal.”
“For two weeks I was surrounded by family and friends. When they disappeared returning to their regular routines, I was lost in isolation. Now I have a place to be safely insane.”
“The TCF meeting is the only place where others ask my son’s name and encourage me to show his picture. It is such a relief to be whole for a while.“
“To other people our daughter was “just a fetus”; to us she was a child – our child. Here she is our beloved, honored daughter.”
“I cried and cried my first few meetings; I cried when I crossed the threshold into the meeting room. I cried when I shared the story of Jim’s death. I still do. Nobody blinks – they just hand me more tissues.”
“I’ve been told that certain family members do not want to hear me tell the “death story” one more time. But I need to tell it still; I don’t know why. Now I have a place where it is safe to tell this story until I’m done telling it.”
“After four years, I have watched myself make various transitions through the grieving process. I have witnesses that affirm my progress. I have those whose children died before Jimmy who give me hope as I observe their progress.”
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