The Changing Shape of Loss

A dear friend just lost her mother—nine months after a Stage 4 diagnosis. It is a heavy club no one chooses to join.

It’s been seven years since my own father passed in 2019. People often say, "Time heals all wounds." I’ve realized I don’t think it does. Time doesn’t take the pain away or "fix" the void. The grief remains a physical weight; at times, the pain is still as excruciating as those first few days.

What time actually does is change our relationship with the loss. Grief is like a jagged stone in our pocket. Over the years, the stone doesn't disappear, but its edges soften. We simply learn how to carry it—holding sadness in one hand and peace in the other.

3 Small Shifts

Acknowledge the Weight: Don't wait for the pain to "go away." See it as a testament to the love you felt. Let it sit with you like an old friend.

The "Spacious" Heart: Breathe into the tightness in your chest. Remind yourself: "I can be sad and be okay, all in the same breath."

The Present Anchor: When memories feel overwhelming, come back to the now—the soles of your feet on the floor or the warmth of your hands.

Grief is not a wound to be cured, but a journey of living with an altered heart. Let us cherish who and what we have right now.

A Dedication & Wish

Dedicated to my dear friend, and to all navigating the loss of a loved one—including our cherished animal companions.

May you find the strength to carry the weight with grace.

May you allow yourself the space to feel, without judgment.

May you be anchored by the love that remains.

Like the soft shimmer on these white roses, may you notice the small glimmers of peace that still exist, even in the midst of your grief.

Be kind to your aching heart today. 🌿

🌷 from Linda's desk 🌷