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Someone asked me recently: "Who do you see when you close your eyes?"
I didn't hesitate.
I see a woman rising.
Strength. Passion. Forgiveness. Truth. Peace.
That answer didn't come easily. It took years of walking through loss, of sitting with grief that had no one to sit with me, of reaching fo...
Grief lives in the body.
We talk about grief like it's something that happens in the mind โ stages, thoughts, memories. But grief is also physical. It settles into your muscles, your nervous system, the catch in your chest when a song comes on unexpectedly. It shows up at the ocean when you didn't ...
The loneliest thing about grief isn't the loss itself. It's what happens after.
It's the quiet. The phone that stops ringing. The people who don't know what to say, so they say nothing. The friends who show up for the funeral and disappear by Thursday.
I know this loneliness intimately.
When I lo...
