Annie shares the deeply personal story of losing her older brother, Ben, and sheds light on how sibling grief is often overlooked in society. As Heather reflects on her own family’s journey after the loss of her son, Jake, she gains invaluable insights on how to support her surviving son, Ethan, better.
Together, they explore the complexities of grief, the power of storytelling, and the importance of acknowledging every voice in the healing process.
FIND ANNIE: https://www.annieorenstein.com/about
Always a Sibling Book: https://www.amazon.com/Always-Sibling-Forgotten-Mourners-Guide/dp/030683149X
FIND HEATHER & JAKE’S HELP FROM HEAVEN
❤️ Jake’s Help from Heaven: https://jakeshelpfromheaven.org/
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❤️ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jakeshelpfromheaven
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FIND HEATHER & JAKE’S HELP FROM HEAVEN ⬇️
❤️ Heather’s Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/heathersstraughter/
❤️ Jake’s Help from Heaven: https://jakeshelpfromheaven.org/
❤️ Jake’s Help from Heaven IG: https://www.instagram.com/jakeshelp/
❤️ Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/jakeshelpfromheaven
❤️ Our YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/@APlaceofYesPodcast
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• Heather’s Instagram
• Jake’s Help from Heaven
• Jake’s Help from Heaven IG
• Facebook
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