Today was Day Five. There were fewer tears today. In fact, I almost made it through the day without crying at all. The tears only
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Day Four: The Wanderer
This morning I woke up crying. It was literal lamenting. It wasn’t the quiet kind of tears that disappear as quickly as they arrive. These
Day Three: Anger Mixed With Sadness
Today I discovered that grief is not made of sadness alone. Most of the day was sadness. Heavy sadness. The kind that settles into your
Day Two: The Weight of Grief
Day two was no different than day one. The shock wore off, but the grief remained. Maybe that’s what day two really is. The day
Day One: The Aftermath of No Contact
Day One I didn’t expect to feel this much grief. For months, maybe even years, I could see this day coming. I had been preparing
When Presence Becomes Too Much: Letting Go of Friendships That Dim Your Light
When Presence Becomes Too Much: Letting Go of Friendships That Dim Your Light There was a time when I spent hours in the homes of
My Voice Unchained 