Class after class, professors are used to seeing the same students, in the same seats. Some students talk more than others, but each one has a value, purpose and place in the classroom.And then — after a tragedy, their seats are empty, and professors can distinctly tell the community is missing someone. “Often, professors are expected to be immediately OK, mature … [Read more...] about The Power of an Empty Chair: How Pepperdine Professors are Coping with Loss
Grief
This is Our Worship: A Message from Sara Barton
Grief is destabilizing. And because it’s destabilizing, uncomfortable and a host of other things, we sometimes feel that it is also bad, perhaps something to be ashamed of, or to rush past, or to fix with shallow religious answers. But as uncomfortable and unwelcome as it is, what if grief is the seed of healing? What if seasons of grief are not a sign of a lack of faith … [Read more...] about This is Our Worship: A Message from Sara Barton
Opinion: Grief and Growth
Transparency Item: The Perspectives section of the Graphic is comprised of articles based on opinion. This is the opinion and perspective of the writer. “Grief is love with nowhere to go.” I think that saying is true and can be a helpful way to frame it, but I also believe grief encompasses so much more than just love with nowhere to go. One can define grief as a "deep … [Read more...] about Opinion: Grief and Growth
Fill in the Blank — How People Heal Their Missing Moments
Photo courtesy of Mahala Bayless | Bayless’ grandparents kissed her on the cheek on their Eustace, Texas, ranch after she committed to Pepperdine in Spring 2018. Bayless chose to stay home with her grandparents during the Spring 2021 track season instead of competing. There are some moments in life one can't replicate. A baby's first steps. An accident. A couple saying their … [Read more...] about Fill in the Blank — How People Heal Their Missing Moments
Chalk by D’Artagnon Fulton
We watched Eyes of wanderlust and longing As he scratched blue fairytales onto the pavement. He is dead now So today’s turn along those halls Unveiled layers of whitewash, Ashes, soot. The transience of the past Has never failed to leave us short of breath Its push and pull Hash and re-hash as meaning rots away, And the magic That settled low … [Read more...] about Chalk by D’Artagnon Fulton