Rituals and Practices for Grieving
When my mother died I felt let down by my church. It wasn’t even so much my particular parish—we had only been in Seattle a couple of months—as it was the lack of rituals for grieving in the Christian tradition as a whole. Certainly the funeral was comforting. Even the month of the dead, which so happened to start twelve days after her death, offered its own solace. Then there was nothing to guide me. I could have found a grief support group, even one sponsored by a church. But I was hungering for something different. I wanted rituals to