Dealing with Difficult Days in Grief
"Some days I stand with my face in the sunshine, while other days I search to hold your hand in the darkness from your absence." The Heart of Grief
Writing has always been a source of comfort for me, but it wasn’t until I experienced profound grief that I truly understood its healing power. When words fail in conversation, they seem to flow effortlessly onto the page, allowing me to process emotions I didn’t even know I was carrying. Through journaling, poetry, or even simple reflections, writing has become my way of making sense of loss and finding moments of peace amidst the pain. It’s not a cure for grief, but it’s a companion that helps me move forward, one word at a time.
17 Feb 2025 22:07
"Some days I stand with my face in the sunshine, while other days I search to hold your hand in the darkness from your absence." The Heart of Grief
9 Dec 2024 19:42
My husband and I are Digital Nomads who work remotely and travel, and for the most part, it is fun and interesting. In early grief, however, after I lost my 20-year-old son to suicide, I never thought I’d leave my home, much less travel around the world.
5 Sept 2024 00:13
Some people need to return to their routines; I needed to go far away to find myself and begin to heal from the loss of my son.
12 Aug 2024 19:46
Sometimes food and family is all you need when a loved one dies.
25 Apr 2024 12:20
While I resisted moving for so many months in early grief, I now need it as much as I need air to breathe. It's become a vital part of my healing that keeps my grief from stagnating.
8 Mar 2024 15:55
I’m standing inside the Museum of Modern Art in New York City observing a drawing by one of the most iconic artists of the twentieth century, Pablo Picasso.