Surviving Grief

  🌾 When Kindness Feels Like a Curse (But Isn't) Some Days, It Just Feels Harder Today, I had one of those conversations—the kind that lingers in the soul. My aunt and I were talking about life. About blessings. About luck. And she said something that’s stuck with me: "It really does seem like the kind souls have it harder than the thieves." And I felt that. Deeply. Because the truth is—I’ve never had an easy life. I haven’t had the kind of luck people talk about over coffee or smile about in social media captions. My journey has been one of heartbreak, struggle, starting over, and pushing past the breaking point more times than I can count. Kindness Isn’t a Weakness I try to live kindly. I try to love generously. I try to believe that good wins. But there are days—hard ones—where it feels like  being a good person comes with a cost  that others never seem to pay. People who manipulate, deceive, or take advantage often seem to glide through life, while those of us who fe...

🕊️ Temporary Separation: Holding On to the Promise of Reunion  I know well there is no comfort for this pain of parting: the wound always remains, but one learns to bear the pain, and learns to thank God for what He gave, for the beautiful memories of the past, and the yet more beautiful hope for the future.  —MAX MÜLLER 🙏 Holding On to the Promise of Reunion “In today’s Healing After Loss , Martha shares the story of a woman who lost her young daughter. Rather than viewing death as the end, she holds tightly to the promise of reunion. Her grief is shaped by faith—rooted in the belief that this is just a temporary separation.” That word— temporary —keeps echoing in my soul. 💔 The Ache That Still Rises Faith like this doesn't remove the ache. It doesn’t stop the tears or quiet the emptiness that arrives without warning. But it gives that ache a purpose . It gives us something to cling to on the hardest days. Today, as I wrote about Mark and my life, the loss hit harder than ...

 The Anger I Was Ashamed to Feel – And the Love That Never Left "She taught me that grief is a time to be lived through, experienced fully, and that the heavens will not fall if I give voice to my anger against God in such a time.  --Elizabeth Watson ⚓Introduction – Anchoring in Today's Passage  Today's passage from Healing After Loss hit hard.  It gave me permission to feel what I've been burying — anger.  Yes, I'm angry at myself. There was a season in our lives when all Mark and I did was fight. ䷼The Truth – Naming the Guilt and Conflict There was a time I hated him. That feels like a horrible thing to write. But it's the truth. But we were falling apart — not in love, not in sync. We fought constantly while trying to build a life, a business, and somehow hold ourselves together after so many personal losses.  I had just lost my mom, and it felt like the ground beneath me crumbled. I felt misunderstood. Overwhelmed. Lost.  There were mome...