10/14/2025
Grief feels like this…
One moment I’m moving through life as if things are steady, and the next, it slams into me out of nowhere. It’s not gentle;it crashes in, heavy and relentless, like something wild and unstoppable that knocks me off my feet.
It’s different than it was with my dad. With my mom, it feels like I’m both dying and awakening at the same time. I was able to be present with her, to show up fully in those last years but even when we show up, even when we give everything we have, grief still has a way of breaking us open in unexpected moments.
That’s the strange beauty and brutality of it. You think you’re “through it,” and then one small thing; a memory, a scent, a song it reminds you that grief isn’t something you finish. It’s something that reshapes you.
And maybe that’s the awakening part: learning that grief isn’t a detour from life. It is life. It shows us how deeply we loved, how fully we were connected, and how much we are still being changed.
💜 If you’re moving through your own waves of grief, let them come. Don’t force yourself to be “okay” or to move on before your heart is ready. Breathe, give yourself space, lean on people who can hold you gently, and remember, you’re not broken. You’re becoming.