Forget-Me-Not Grief Services

17/11/2025

💙 Hard now doesn't mean hard forever. 💙

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17/11/2025

🌊 When Grief Tries to Drown You

17/11/2025

Speak to Them Still

Speak to them, your dearly departed,
even if your voice trembles
and the words feel too heavy
to leave your lips.

They linger quietly,
in the soft glow of morning,
in the hush beneath the noise,
in the spaces left behind
where laughter once lived.

Tell them about the ache,
about the small things that still hurt,
your fears,
your worries,
how lonely the world feels without them.

Speak to them,
for grief is the gentle echo of love,
and they are near
in every shadow,
in every sigh,
in every pause of memory.

And when the tears come,
let them speak too,
they are the words
your heart cannot yet form.

They hear you.
Even now,
they always hear you.

~ 'Speak to Them Still'
by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Olamik

17/11/2025

When I am sitting at the bedside as someone is nearing their last breath, I am often asked the question, “how much longer?” In the early days of my work, I would answer as I was taught: hours to days. But over time, I have learned that the body holds its own wisdom, one that does not always follow our timelines or textbooks.

Sometimes, even when a person has made complete peace with their life and is leaning gently toward what comes next, their body still isn’t ready to let go. And other times, when it seems the heart is strong and the body should hold on, it releases sooner than we expect. The truth is, we cannot predict it. What I say now is that all we can be absolutely certain of is this moment, today. And if tomorrow comes, that is a bonus day, a gift of a little more time.

We can’t rush that final breath. It asks of us patience, presence, and trust. Our role is to ensure comfort, to ease pain and suffering, and to offer support so that no one feels alone in the waiting. After that, all we can do is be still. To sit in that sacred space and whisper, “I’m here, however long this might take.” Because this moment is not about us, it’s about surrendering to the deep knowing that the body always knows what to do, in its own time, and in its own way.

xo
Gabby

From my book: End of Life Tips
https://www.amazon.com/Life-Tips-Gabrielle-Elise-Jimenez/dp/B0C9G8PZZ5/ref=pd_aw_sim_m_sccl_2_4/130-2232800-4346236?

09/11/2025

To the living, I am gone,
To the sorrowful, I will never return,
To the angry, I was cheated,
But to the happy, I am at peace,
And to the faithful, I have never left.

I cannot speak, but I can listen.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So as you stand upon a shore gazing at a beautiful sea,
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity,
Remember me.

Remember me in your heart:
Your thoughts, and your memories,
Of the times we loved,
The times we cried,
The times we fought,
The times we laughed.
For if you always think of me,
I will never have gone ..

Margaret Mead ✨

Artist Credit ; Karel Hendee

www.stephysplace.org

05/11/2025

Great advice

Happy National Caregivers Awareness Month

30/10/2025

Love this

I know there are so many of us out there. And I hope this helps reframe it for you. Being in the moment is wonderful but capturing it is also truly something. We are storytellers and keepers of precious proof. And it matters.

Much love.

You can find this poem in ‘Joy Chose You’ along with ‘In The Photo’; a reminder to let yourself be captured too. It’s not for you. It’s for those who will very much treasure it. In years to come.

Donna x

30/10/2025

Today, I visited you in a memory. 🧡