Most people can’t tell you’re grieving. You’re still showing up. Still functioning. Still doing what needs to be done. But inside, something has shifted — and you’re carrying it quietly. When loss isn’t clearly recognized, grief often doesn’t have an obvious place to go. Journaling can … [Read more...] about journaling for grief when the loss is unseen
losses
meaning-making doesn’t mean explaining the loss
There’s a common misunderstanding about meaning in grief. Many people assume that finding meaning means figuring out why something happened — explaining the loss, reframing it, or turning it into a lesson. And when no explanation comes, it can feel like failure. Like grief has stalled … [Read more...] about meaning-making doesn’t mean explaining the loss
grief’s waiting room
There is a place in grief that doesn’t get talked about very much. It isn’t the moment of impact, when something clearly begins or ends. And it isn’t the place people imagine as “healing,” where things start to make sense again. It’s the space in between. I think of it as grief’s waiting … [Read more...] about grief’s waiting room
when a calling changes shape
For a long time, I believed I knew what I was becoming. Not just what I would do, but who I would be. While I was finishing my Bachelor’s degree in Psychology, I experienced a traumatic injury that changed my life. What followed were years of physical therapy and several surgeries. … [Read more...] about when a calling changes shape
the many faces of unseen loss
In a recent post, I wrote about the quiet ache of "the grief no one sees” -- the kind of losses that don't fit neatly into sympathy cards or come with casseroles. But even among those unseen griefs, there are layers. What losses have you experienced that, perhaps until now, you haven’t … [Read more...] about the many faces of unseen loss
the grief no one sees
Not all grief is loud. Some of it shows up quietly — in the middle of the night, while folding laundry, or scrolling through your phone. It doesn’t come with sympathy cards or casseroles. No one asks how you’re holding up, because they don’t know there’s anything to ask about. And the hardest … [Read more...] about the grief no one sees
