Some of the stories I grew up with, have so far stayed with me. The closest story to my heart is that of Muhammad and Jacob. A father who has many children, lost his wife, and his favourite son. I am not sure why this story stays with me. Perhaps it is because it is a story about grief and loss. Regardless of which walk of life you find yourself in, we will likely deal with some kind of tragedy that requires that we contemplate the greater meanings in life. How does tragedy shape us? Do we have a support to lean on that allows us to have some kind of map to navigate to a new landscape with?
In the absence of a trusted relationship, be it family or friend, what is a life coach?
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