
07/22/2025
I was out on a prayer walk the other day when I spotted a basketball lying on the court. Something stirred in me, and before I knew it, I was shooting hoops just like I used to.
Basketball was a huge part of my childhood. My mom: my biggest supporter and my team coach poured so much of herself into the game and into me. Picking up that ball transported me right back to those simpler days… the sound of sneakers on court, the feel of the ball in my hands, and the joy of just playing.
Grief is strange like that. It sneaks up on you—not just in the hard or heavy moments, but in the unexpected ones. The ones that catch you off guard with their sweetness… the ones that take you back. My mom’s been gone for years now, but in that moment, I felt her. And more than anything, I felt God smiling down. Like He was saying, “I see you.”
To the woman grieving—whether it’s been 10 days or 10 years…you’re not alone. The ache may never fully leave us, but neither do the people we’ve loved. They live on in the echoes of our joy, in the things that made them who they were… and in the moments when heaven feels just a little closer.
God meets us in the grief. And sometimes, He surprises us with glimpses of healing in the most unexpected places—even on a basketball court.
Lake Mary Therapist for Women and Teen Girls. Central Florida Christian Counselor/Therapist.