What I’m Letting Be Enough Right Now
Some days don’t ask for meaning or depth.
They ask for quiet.
For noticing what’s still here, without turning it into a lesson.
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Gifts That Weren’t Wrapped
Loss didn’t erase what my children gave me. Some gifts are tangible. Others are harder to name. All of them still matter, and they are still shaping the life that continues.
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Christmas, Without the Shape It Used to Have
Christmas arrives whether or not it still fits. A reflection on being present without performing the day, and allowing meaning to loosen without trying to replace it.
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When Grief Requires Management
Grief didn’t only hurt. It required management. This essay describes the quiet, ongoing work of holding meaning, maintaining precision, and staying upright when loss exceeds capacity.
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Grief, Unmasked
Grief didn’t arrive quietly. It occupied my mind, required management, and exhausted my ability to contain myself under sustained visibility. This isn’t a guide or a how-to. It’s a description of how grief behaved when capacity ran out.
What Healing Means to Me Now
Healing doesn’t mean moving on or feeling better. After losing two children, it means learning how to carry grief without collapsing into it — not because the pain has softened, but because there is enough structure to keep going.
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The Difference Between Being Private and Being Closed
After loss, privacy is often mistaken for being closed off. This essay explores the difference between intentional containment and emotional shutdown, and why that distinction matters.
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What Stepping Back Actually Looks Like
Stepping back is often mistaken for withdrawal. In reality, it’s a quieter way of staying present, choosing smaller rooms, fewer explanations, and conserving what remains.
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Why I Don’t Correct People Anymore
After loss, people often say things meant to help. I no longer correct them. Not because the words don’t bother me, but because explaining grief costs more than I can afford.
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What Stability Feels Like After Loss
Stability didn’t mean forgetting my loss. It meant learning how to stand again while carrying it — knowing the ground would still be there when the weight returned.
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