Some days, I’m okay. Some days, I falter. And that’s okay — because that’s how we work through grief and trauma.


I love this analogy of grief as the ocean. The ebbs and flows are relentless and unpredictable. The hardest part is learning to navigate the turbulence. When we’re facing loss, we often look back on how we’ve grieved in the past — and while that instinct is natural, it can be misleading. No two relationships are the same, and so no two experiences of grief are either. Trying to apply the same map to a different journey rarely works.
Grief and fear often feel similar. One of the things we fear most is death — our own and that of our loved ones. But beyond that, we respond to fear in ways that echo our responses to grief. In myself, I’ve seen this pattern: denial, the bargaining — If only this hadn’t happened, If only I’d done something differently. But death is not something we can undo. And grief, like fear, doesn’t vanish overnight. It takes time. There’s no minimum, no maximum. Just the process.

That’s something we all must learn about grief. Not everyone will understand what you’re feeling. Some may relate, some may not — and to expect them to is neither fair nor realistic. For those who don’t understand, there’s often no way to explain what you’re going through. And that’s okay, too.

We take comfort where we can, when we can. And we hope that tomorrow might feel a little lighter.
Sometimes, that’s all we can do.







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