Post:There were days when I couldn’t pray with words.My prayers sounded like sobs.My worship looked like weeping.And for a long time, I thought that meant I was failing in my…
Post:The first time I laughed again…It caught me off guard.The sound felt foreign.The moment felt wrong.How could I laugh when my son was gone?How could I smile when my husband…
Post:People see me smiling in public…Getting things done.Showing up.Taking care of others.But what they don’t see is what happens when I get home.The tears I wipe away before walking into…
Post:If grief came with a map, I would’ve followed it.If healing had clear instructions, I would’ve checked every box.But the truth is… grief is messy.One day, you’re smiling.The next, you’re…
Post:Grief doesn’t always scream.Sometimes, it whispers.Sometimes, it just… lingers.I remember sitting in my living room after the services were over.No more casseroles.No more check-ins.No more “How are you holding up?”Just…
Post:I didn’t break all at once.It came in waves.A phone call.A funeral.An empty seat at the table.And then the silence that followed.I remember lying in bed, staring at the ceiling,…
Post:There were moments in my journey where I felt like I had nothing left—not even faith.Losing my son shattered my heart.Losing my husband cracked the foundation of my life.Losing my…
Post:There were days I didn’t think I would make it.Days when the grief was so heavy, I could barely breathe.When losing my son, my husband, and my mother felt like…
💔 Post:Grief didn’t just break my heart.It expanded it.When I lost my son, DJ…When I buried my husband…When I said goodbye to my mother…I didn’t think I could love again.Not…
Post:I used to feel ashamed of my tears.As a nurse, a veteran, a mother—I thought strength meant holding it together. I thought crying made me look broken. Weak. Out of…