Welcome to Grieving Kindred Love
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Here, you may find comfort, understanding, and resources to navigate your grief journey. Believe in the power of shared stories and gentle guidance as we all heal and remember our kindred love. Love never dies.
I know I am not alone when I say:
Holding your hand for the last time was the second hardest thing I have ever done. The hardest was finding the strength to let it go. Because the moment I opened my hand, I knew I was stepping into a life where I would never get to hold yours again. Some goodbyes do not happen with words. They happen in the silence between one very last touch...and forever.
Loving you until the end ....
I loved you in the moments when I knew I was losing you. I loved you when my heart was breaking with every breath you took. I loved you even when I knew I could not make you stay. So I stayed by your side, holding your hand. I memorized every inch of your face and the sound of your breathing. I tried to be strong while my heart was quietly falling apart. I wanted to give you more time, more mornings, more laughter, more life but when life could no longer give us more, I gave you my presence, my tears, my prayers, my hope, and my every piece of my love that I held just for you Hon. Please know that when you took your final breath, you were not leaving this world without my love. I will now carry your love with me for the rest of my life until my very last breath.....
The beginning of us
The night that changed everything. Some love stories begin with grand plans. Ours began with chance...and a dinner invitation. It was 1962 and I was just 18, still discovering who I was and what life might hold. He was 23, already carrying a quiet confidence that seemed to set him apart from everyone else in the room. We met through my cousin, who had no idea that a simple introduction would shape the next 63 years of our lives. That evening, we gathered at the Diamond BBQ Restaurant in Ottawa. I can still picture it - the soft hum of conversation, the clinking of dishes, the ordinary setting that held an extraordinary moment waiting to unfold. And then I saw him....he was walking toward our table and something in the way he carried himself made time feel as if time slowed. I remember thinking so clearly, so instinctively "he is walking like he owns the whole world". There was a presence about him - calm, assured, yet warm - that drew me in even before we spoke. What I didn't know then that in that very same moment, he saw me too. He would later tell me that he fell in love right then - captivated not by anything grand, but simply by my smile. From that evening on, something quietly powerful started to grow between us. We didn't just fall in love, we became each others world. Through the years, life unfolded in all its beauty and challenges. We build a life side by side, had 3 beautiful children, we shared dreams, laughter, and even the difficult moments that tested us. But through it all, one thing never wavered - the promises we made to each other on our Honeymoon. Promises to stay. Promises to love. Promises to choose each other, again and again. And we kept them. For 63 years, love wasn't just something we felt - it was something we lived every single day. It showed up in small gestures the quiet understanding, the way we stood by each other no matter what came our way. From that chance meeting in that restaurant to his very last breath, our love endured - steady, faithful, and true. Some might call it luck. Others might call it faith. I simply call it the Greatest Gift of My Life.
Healing
This site was created in memory of Ken. It's a path to my healing journey.
Aboriginal healing
Healing can also be found through our Aboriginal practices that reconnect us to the Creator, Mother Earth and our community. Smudging using our sacred medicines (sweetgrass, tobacco, sage, cedar) helps cleanse negative energy and bring peace. Honoring Aboriginal roots also reminds us that healing is shared through community, stories and ancestral wisdom. The sweat lodge offers a powerful space for release and renewal, symbolizing rebirth. These sacred traditions, approached with respect can gently guide us back to balance, strength and inner peace.
Friendships
Friendships can be a beautiful place of healing. They open doors to new places, new activities and new experiences. Having someone to shop with, enjoy a great movie or simply share a laugh creates moments of comfort and connection. Through friendship we build new bonds that remind us we are not alone.
I must thank all my family and friends and also the lovely ladies from the Diamond Painting for all the support they have given me through my first year with my Ken. I am eternally grateful.
Healing ways
Healing can be found in simple meaningful moments such as buying fresh flowers to brighten your space, sharing a dinner with family and friends, spending time with family and friends and listening to your favorite music. These small acts bring comfort, lift the spirit, and gently remind us of joy and connection.
Our family and fur babies
Family and our fur babies can be a beautiful part of healing. They bring us comfort, companionship and unconditional love. Whether it is gathering with family or taking a peaceful walk with a loyal pet, these moments gently support us and remind us we are never alone on our healing journey.
I am thankful to have Jasper...he may not talk but he shows his devotion and love in his own way.
My grieving kindred love
For 63 years, Ken and I shared a love that was steady, deep, and unwavering—a love that shaped my life in every possible way. He was my partner, my comfort, my greatest joy, and my home. I was his world, and he was mine, and in that simple truth, we found a lifetime of happiness.
Through every season of life, we stood side by side—laughing, enduring, growing, and loving each other more with every passing year. His presence filled our days with warmth, and his love gave me strength I never knew I had. There was never a moment I doubted his love, just as he never doubted mine. What we shared was rare, beautiful, and unconditional.
Now, though he is no longer by my side, he will never be gone from my heart. I carry him with me—in every memory, every quiet moment, every breath I take. The life we built together will forever be the greatest gift I have ever known.
I will miss him beyond words, for the rest of my days, until my very last breath. But I am forever grateful for the love we shared, a love that will never fade, never end, and will always be a part of me.
He was my everything and he always will be.
Inspirational Words
Prayer is man's greatest power.
Learn to trust your inner feeling, and it will become stronger. Avoid going against your better judgment or getting talked into things that just don't feel right.
Each day offers us the gift of being a special occasion if we can simply learn that as well as giving, it is blessed to receive with grace and a grateful heart.
"Grieving Kindred Love provided a safe space for me to process my emotions. The resources were invaluable, and the community made me feel less alone."
Beth R.
"The daily journey posts gave me something positive to focus on each morning. It truly helped me find moments of peace amidst my grief."
David D.
"The kindred love stories section reminded me that love never truly dies. It's a beautiful tribute and a source of deep comfort."
Daisy C.
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