Résultats pour "VIER" dans Perte et deuil

La médecine d'urgence n'est pas un travail sans histoires, le docteur Alain Vadeboncoeur en sait quelque chose. Exerçant ce métier depuis près de 25 ans, il a été le témoin de fins violentes, il a vu des personnes revenir de la mort, il a sauvé des vies in extrémis, il a été confronté à de coriaces malades imaginaires, mais surtout, il a accompagné la douleur de ceux qui perdaient un proche et la joie de ceux qui l'échappaient belle.

Peter, de treinta y pocos, es un carismático y renombrado abogado en Dublín de apariencia inquebrantable. Tras la muerte de su padre, lucha por mantener bajo control su caótica vida personal. Se medica para poder dormir y manejar la relación sentimental que mantiene con dos mujeres muy diferentes: su eterno primer amor, Sylvia, y Naomi, una estudiante universitaria que no se toma la vida muy enserio.

Vanessa's husband, Paul, dies suddenly and tragically on their regular Sunday morning swim. How will she cope with her dilapidated house, her teenage children, the patients who depend on her? Will therapy help? Why do mysterious white feathers start appearing in unexpected places? Beautifully written and honestly relayed, Vanessa uses her professional skills to explore the many questions posed by unanticipated death and to try to find a way forwards.

Friends and family gathered. Flowers everywhere. The casket. Days that just melt into each other. Sleepless nights. The pain in the pit of your stomach. Feeling all alone. I wrote this book because I remembered how hard it was when I lost my mother. That first holiday was the absolute worst. I ached as I imagined everyone being with their families, and yet, we sat with her empty chair. I just didn’t want anyone to feel as alone as I felt. With each loss, I found myself experiencing the same cycle of emotions.

"Before me stood my son, I knew him instantly." In heaven we will know as we are known. He was dressed all in white, but not a white like we have here on Earth.... "This white was so bright and shinning, it was like light itself. His hair was kind of golden colored with a slight curl to it, he had a crown of what looked to be gold on his head and I was so glad." This book is the result of three visions of my son Samuel growing up in Heaven. It is my hope and prayer that the heaven I have seen and the comfort it brings be passed on to others who have lost a child in this world.