03/20/2026
Grief is not a moment - a week, a day, a month, a year.
It is not something that fades simply because time moves forward. It lingers, reshapes, and becomes a quiet companion to those who have experienced it.
The world, family, friends, and coworkers may act as though grief has an expiration date, that it is something that will eventually disappear, but the truth is, loss does not only change a person—it takes pieces of life that once existed, and rewrites the very foundation of what we once were.
Time continues, and seasons change for those who may not grieve or grieve as deeply. But for those still grappling with the loss, everything shifts. The places once filled with laughter now echo with absence. The moments once shared now feel incomplete and alone. It is not just mourning, it is the loss of what was, and the loss of what could have been.
Many people ask, "are you still grieving?" or "how are you doing," as though the passage of time should lessen the weight of loss and all that once existed. But grief is not something to be outrun, nor is it something to be measured. It is woven into the fabric of the soul, a reflection of the depth of love, longing, and of hope.
Even in the depths of loss, grievers are the strongest people I know. Their is a quiet magnitude of strength in carrying memories, reminders, and in learning how to live in a world that feels different. Grief does not mean being stuck; though many grievers do in fact feel that way at times. It means honoring what was lost while still moving forward. It is proof that loss does not vanish. It transforms.
So let grief be. Let it exist without shame, guilt, fear, or abandonment. It is not a weakness; it is a meandering melancholic state. Some may not understand, but those who grieve, who know how difficult it is to move on from, understand it is a testament to loss that may never fade, but refine.