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10/08/2025

07/24/2025

The most beautiful way we can honour those we’ve lost is by choosing to live fully—with purpose, joy, and courage— because in our hearts, we know that’s what they would want for us.

They may not walk beside us anymore,
but their love stays—quiet, steady, unshaken—
urging us forward, reminding us to embrace each day not in sorrow, but as a tribute to the life they lived and the light they left behind.

We hear them in our laughter.
We feel them in our strength.
We carry them in our dreams.

So we keep reaching—
for the sun breaking through the clouds, for meaning in the stillness, for hope when it feels fragile, and for the courage to become the people they always believed we could be.

And when we lift our eyes to the night sky,
we remember: they are there, like stars— watching over us, guiding us gently, reminding us that love never ends; it only changes form.

Every step we take with them in our hearts
becomes the living legacy of their love.

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✍️ Natasha Ann 🌸

07/07/2025

Grief is not a storm to wait out or a road to walk through.
It’s not a wound that heals and scars over. It’s a rebirth, an emotional infancy. Suddenly, you are a child in your own life: unsure, disoriented, relearning how to eat, sleep, speak, even breathe.

You learn how to walk through a grocery store without breaking down. How to smile when asked how you’re doing. How to live in a world that spins on, while yours has stopped. Grief undoes you. It strips away your language, your balance, your sense of time.

Sleep comes in fits. Kindness must be spoon-fed. Tears arrive without reason. You cling to the familiar, like a child reaching in the dark. Simple tasks feel monumental. Getting dressed is relearning your own body. You study faces for cues because you’ve forgotten the rules.

You need gentleness, soft voices, silent company, lullabies of patience.

And like a child, your emotions live close to the surface. One moment brings laughter, the next, collapse. You cannot rush this. You are relearning the world with a broken heart, building a new sense of safety and meaning, one shaky step at a time.

Grief doesn’t ask you to move on. It asks you to begin again.
You grow slowly, not in spite of loss, but because of it. A new self, shaped by sorrow, learning to live again in a world forever changed by love, loss, and resilience.

Writer: Grieving Healing

Artist: Sandra De La Torre

Source: https://www.artsy.net/artwork/sandra-de-la-torre-inner-child-contemporary-painting-with-intimate-composition-black-plus-beige-plus-blue

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06/17/2025

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