Lori Sorenson

Gravel roads, velvet dog ears, singing cardinals ... What's your therapy?

It’s been four months since we lost our Carson to suicide, and I haven’t yet made an appointment with a grief counselor.

I’m grateful for professionals who can guide a conversation, and I fully intend to have that conversation. I just haven’t felt the right moment or the right reason.

But that doesn’t mean I haven’t had therapy.


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