
03/09/2025
I am not the woman I was when my Papa passed.đ
Time doesnât magically take the ache away.
Itâs what you do with that time that shapes who you become.
I remember those first years so clearlyâŠsmiling at family gatherings while my heart felt that void.đ
I had the girls to keep me busy.
I didnât want to slow down as that meant the sadness caught up with me.
So I told myself âEveryone thinks Iâm coping, so maybe I should just carry on.â
Even though I still miss my Papa immensely, I am no longer living like that.
đNow I laugh freely, without guilt.
I feel my Papaâs presence in the most unexpected ways.
And I allow myself to be fully here - with my girls, with my work, with my life.
This didnât happen by waiting.
It happened when I gave myself permission to meet my grief, understand its roots, and finally create space for joy again.đ«
Thatâs when I stopped punishing myself for laughing again.
Thatâs when I stopped saying âyesâ when every part of me wanted to say âno.â
If I could meet that earlier version of myself, Iâd tell her thisâŠ
âEven though your whole world is crumbling right now, your grief doesnât mean life is overâŠ
In fact, itâs going to be the start of the next chapter of the life your Papa wouldâve wanted you to live.â
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