By Dianne McKissock OAM, Co-Founder/Clinical Director
National Centre for Childhood Grief ‘A Friend’s Place’
I first learned about the painful and lonely experience of childhood grief from my mother and her siblings. Their experiences touched me and filled me with compassion, later proving to be a valuable source of understanding to draw on as I worked with many other bereaved children. Working at ‘A Friend’s Place’ has been one of the most rewarding parts of my long counselling career. So many children and their families now live in my heart and memory and are part of all that I am, all that I do.
Alice’s mother and father and Sam’s mum and dad were like most loving parents. The first time they felt their newborn child’s finger curl around their own, their hearts filled to bursting and liquid love rolled down their cheeks. They looked at each other and knew without words, the dream each held for their child’s future. They wanted them to grow up in a secure, loving family, protected from the harsh realities of life, fulfilling their potential at every milestone. They would be strong, passionately loving, fun parents, who set appropriate boundaries. A long, happy and challenging life stretched far into the future.
But dreams are fragile and easily broken. Alice’s mother Jayne died from breast cancer when Alice was five and in her first year at school. Sam’s father Henry died suddenly while training for an amateur boxing match when Sam was six. Grief stricken, lonely, and feeling different to their friends, they came to ‘A Friend’s Place’ when a caring teacher gave them a pamphlet and the gentle advice to “Phone this number as soon as possible. They will help you learn how to live with this, how to manage your grief.”
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Ive seen the impact of A Friend Place first hand over the weekend as was invited to attend their yearly getaway at Noonaweena as visiting artist/illustrator of Di's childrens book The Magic of Memories.
We spent the day art journalling, and using the art supplies to express what is in their heart. Because of the work they do at the Centre they were able to let go and fill their journals with photos and memories and the words of their parent who has died, yet they spoke of them with love and respect and the courage of one who has learned to accept the new normal of loss but still continue the relationship through the memories that remain. I left so inspired and humbled by these kids who were so supportive of one another. Im also tipping my hat to the counsellors who volunteered their time and to Mal and Di McKissock who tirelessly work with children to help them navigate grief but also embrace LIFE.