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04/25/2026

04/25/2026

There’s tired. And then there’s grief tired.

And they’re not the same thing.

Regular tired is when you didn’t sleep well. When you had a long day. When you need a nap and some coffee and you’ll be fine.

Grief tired is different.

It’s bone-deep. Soul-deep. The kind that sleep doesn’t fix.

You can sleep for twelve hours and still wake up feeling like you haven’t rested in months. Because you haven’t.

Grief tired isn’t just physical. It’s your mind. Your heart. Your entire being.

It’s living with loss every single day. Functioning while broken. Pretending you’re okay when you’re not.

It’s your brain constantly forgetting things. Struggling to focus. Starting sentences and losing your train of thought mid-word.

It’s feeling everything all at once. Missing them. Being angry. Feeling guilty. Trying to survive.

It’s the way your body holds all that pain. The tension. The way grief lives in your chest and your shoulders and your bones.

Grief tired means simple tasks feel impossible.

Getting out of bed. Taking a shower. Making food. Answering a text.

Things that used to be automatic now take every ounce of energy you have.

You can’t sleep it off. You can’t exercise your way out of it. You can’t fix it with self-care.

Because it’s not about rest. It’s about loss.

It’s about living in a world that doesn’t include the person you love. About getting through each day without them.

And that drains you in ways nothing else does.

Written by: Aimee Suyko - In Their Footsteps

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04/04/2026

When your adult child dies, your feelings can be complicated by the fact that your child is likely to have had a life that was separate from yours; there may have been aspects of their life in which you weren’t involved and they may have had their own family.

See our resource for guidance when your adult child dies: childbereavementuk.org/when-your-adult-child-dies

03/30/2026

Being a grieving mother is very hard work. It is physically and mentally draining bringing out all the change in emotions that one feels when your child is no longer here.

12/25/2025

Forever loved, forever missed ❤️

12/24/2025

This Christmas, love keeps my heart connected to everyone I hold dear — here and in Heaven. 🤍🎄

12/22/2025

12/22/2025

The death of my child changed me
not gently,
not with warning,
but like fire ripping through the marrow
of who I used to be.
I no longer recognize the woman
in old photographs.
She smiled without guilt.
She slept without bargaining with God.
She believed tomorrow was promised.
Now I measure time
by before and after,
by breaths that hurt to take,
by memories that arrive uninvited
and refuse to leave.
Grief didn’t visit me
it moved in,
rearranged my insides,
and taught me how loud silence can scream.
I am not broken.
I am altered.
Ash and bone and love
still trying to stand in the same body.
I flinch at laughter,
envy ordinary problems,
and carry a name in my chest
that the world no longer speaks.
The death of my child changed me
but listen closely
every step I take now
is powered by a love
that survived the impossible.
I am different.
I am scarred.
I am grieving.
And I am still a mother.

Written by; Marlena L Bowdery
Many Phases And Faces Of A Mother's Grief
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12/06/2025

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