Nathan Branson
Is it Possible to Replace My Brother Who Died in 2007?
On the Gift of Friendship in the Grief Process
Those who are grieving the loss of a friend or family member will encounter many pieces of advice. “Everything happens for a reason.” “Time heals all wounds.” “Everybody grieves differently.” Many of these one-liners are tricky to navigate and often feel empty. At times these phrases may offer more confusion and complexity than comfort about . . .
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Funerals Are the Best and Worst Kind of Reunion
A Reflection on my Brother's Wake Service
There are many reasons people do not attend the birthday party on Friday night, skip the informal college reunion or attend the local concert. Some are spoken clearly in text messages or in a short conversation after work, other reasons are never said aloud. Here are some of those potential reasons people give for not attending an event:
. . .5 Digital Sermons That Have Shaped My Life
What shapes you as a person? What shapes your moods, character, thought processes, personality?
Friends, coworkers and family play a large role in shaping who a person becomes. But besides people, there are a multiple influences that shape who you are, how you think and how you respond to the world.
Sermons I've heard . . .
Does "getting over" someone who has passed away mean that we erase our memories?
My Brother and I were "Kindred Spirits" When it Came to Music
June 10th will mark 9 years since my brother Daniel and his girlfriend Suzanne passed away in a car accident. I am self-conscious of openly writing about this topic, in fear people will shake their heads thinking "Yea, Nathan just won't let it go," or "Nate is such a melancholy person." If I am a melancholy person, I . . .
Storytelling Serves as Key Part of the Grieving Process
My brother, Daniel, passed away in the summer of 2007. He was working at a Christian summer camp in Andrews. One weekend, he and a group of friends went to an Atlanta Braves game. Tragically---Daniel and his girlfriend Suzanne died in Atlanta in a car accident after the right front wheel broke off the Jeep they were riding in on the way home. . . .
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