Happy birthday to George. For sure. And he is certainly missed. But you,"young lady" , you are a force with which to be reckoned. You are LIVING. There's no timeline on grief. And why should there be? The memories of the person you love should always remain with you. Relish it. Embrace it. Snuggle in to it. You are just exactly where you are supposed to be in this moment. Just hold on to THAT. You are thriving. hugs.m
Leslie, your words resonate deeply. It’s true that grief doesn’t always have a clear end, and it’s important to allow ourselves to feel it without judgment. Such a raw and vulnerable piece ♥️
This carries a deep and tender kind of honesty. What stood out most is how you name grief not only as loss of people, but as the expiration of futures, identities, relationships, and versions of life we once believed we would inhabit. Your phrase “losses inside the loss” holds real emotional weight, because grief often multiplies quietly in ways few people see or know how to honor. And the reminder that forward is a direction feels especially wise; healing is rarely linear, but movement can still coexist with love, memory, and sorrow. Grateful for the courage, tenderness, and humanity in how you wrote this.
Thank you. Your words carry extra meaning today as I feel the presence of loss entering into a holiday weekend even more. Moments in time do that. Your reminder of my own words and the advice of the beloved coach, it’s exactly what I needed to read. In deep gratitude 🙏
Thank you for sharing that. Holiday weekends often carry their own emotional echoes; celebration can quietly sharpen absence, memory, and the weight of what or who is no longer here in ways ordinary days do not. I’m grateful the reflection met you where you were today, and I appreciate how honestly you named that reality. Holding gratitude and grief in the same space is its own kind of strength.
Wow that was powerful to read. Grief has that weird impact on people.
When I lost my uncle a few years ago, finding his stuff around the house has a similar effect.
Little mementos he was here too. And the stories that would appear in my mind or the ones I never knew about.
At first, it was sad but then it became great reminders that while I'm on my journey, I get notes from him in the past that meets me in the future in the time when I need it
This is such an honest and meaningful piece. Thank you.
Thank you 🙏
Happy birthday to George. For sure. And he is certainly missed. But you,"young lady" , you are a force with which to be reckoned. You are LIVING. There's no timeline on grief. And why should there be? The memories of the person you love should always remain with you. Relish it. Embrace it. Snuggle in to it. You are just exactly where you are supposed to be in this moment. Just hold on to THAT. You are thriving. hugs.m
Thank you!! ❤️❤️❤️
Leslie, your words resonate deeply. It’s true that grief doesn’t always have a clear end, and it’s important to allow ourselves to feel it without judgment. Such a raw and vulnerable piece ♥️
Thank you! 🙏
This is such a powerful piece. Sending you love today. Very inspiring.
This carries a deep and tender kind of honesty. What stood out most is how you name grief not only as loss of people, but as the expiration of futures, identities, relationships, and versions of life we once believed we would inhabit. Your phrase “losses inside the loss” holds real emotional weight, because grief often multiplies quietly in ways few people see or know how to honor. And the reminder that forward is a direction feels especially wise; healing is rarely linear, but movement can still coexist with love, memory, and sorrow. Grateful for the courage, tenderness, and humanity in how you wrote this.
Thank you. Your words carry extra meaning today as I feel the presence of loss entering into a holiday weekend even more. Moments in time do that. Your reminder of my own words and the advice of the beloved coach, it’s exactly what I needed to read. In deep gratitude 🙏
Thank you for sharing that. Holiday weekends often carry their own emotional echoes; celebration can quietly sharpen absence, memory, and the weight of what or who is no longer here in ways ordinary days do not. I’m grateful the reflection met you where you were today, and I appreciate how honestly you named that reality. Holding gratitude and grief in the same space is its own kind of strength.
Wow that was powerful to read. Grief has that weird impact on people.
When I lost my uncle a few years ago, finding his stuff around the house has a similar effect.
Little mementos he was here too. And the stories that would appear in my mind or the ones I never knew about.
At first, it was sad but then it became great reminders that while I'm on my journey, I get notes from him in the past that meets me in the future in the time when I need it