I Quietly Missed You Today
I am missing my mother who went to be with the Lord at the start of this year.Sundays carry her memory the loudest it was the day I would visit her where we shared time and the day she was…
Category Grief
Missing You Gets Louder.
They say time heals but I don’t think that’s true. Time doesn’t erase the pain. It only teaches me how to carry it more quietly. I still miss you every single day. Some days it feels bearable. Other days the…
Heavy Today, Brighter Tomorrow.
There are days when you wake up and something deep inside you feels… off. Your spirit doesn’t rise with the sun. It stays curled under the sheets, heavy with a tiredness you can’t quite name. Maybe it’s grief which is…
The Weight of Casual Words
“That’s where we are all going… life is short.” It stops me. It triggers something deep within me. Not because it isn’t true but because of how carelessly it is said.There are moments when words that are meant to make…
When Gratitude Hurts!
There are words we say casually which are meant to be words of gratitude like “Thank God I’m alive” that carry weight we don’t always realize. For someone living through grief, these same words can sting deeply. Imagine hearing that…
For the Mothers in Heaven
As Mother’s Day draws near and I find myself remembering the ones we no longer see but still carry with us. To Sarah, who laughed when God promised her a child in her old ageyet became the joyful mother of…
Surrender to God’s Timing
At the start of this year, on January 2nd, I lost my mother. Saying that still feels like tearing open a wound. Nothing prepares you for the weight of losing someone who loved you so deeply and so purely. The…
Stronger Every Day
Every morning, countless people fight an invisible battle which is the struggle to rise, to push through exhaustion, to chase dreams even when the spirit feels drained. It’s not just about making a living; it’s about resilience, about showing up…
I No Longer See, But I Feel You
I no longer see you yet you are here,In whispers of wind in echoes so near.Your laughter still dances within my mindA melody soft, so gentle, so kind. I imagine your smile, bright as the sun,The way you would tackle…
What Is Grief?
Grief. What is it really? Is it the deep pain in my chest when I wake up every morning knowing I can’t call you to ask how you slept? Is it the lump in my throat at lunchtime when I…