💔 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 the same way. Not with the same trust.
But something surprising happened in the middle of the pain:
God taught me how to love deeper. More intentionally. More spiritually.I learned that love doesn’t stop when someone dies.
It doesn’t get buried with them.
Love lives on—in memories, in lessons, in the way we keep showing up for each other.
Grief taught me that God’s love is big enough to hold all my questions.
All my anger.
All my heartbreak.
And even when I felt empty, it was His love that slowly, gently filled me back up.
I used to think that love meant keeping people close.
Now I know that true love is also about letting go—with gratitude, with trust, with the hope that one day, we’ll be reunited.
If grief has changed the way you love, you’re not alone. Let this post be a reminder that love never dies—and neither does the presence of God.
Share this with someone who needs to remember that even in loss, love continues.
