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I will forever be grateful that my late husband, Ryan, and I were prepared for the unimaginable so our family was taken care of when he passed away at 35 years old❤️ Make sure your family is taken care of through the gift of life insurance. With @Ethos Life getting coverage is fast and easy. . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

Stepping into an entirely different life with someone else after your husband dies is beautiful but it isn't easy. Some make it look effortless and without hiccups, and perhaps I haven't done a good job portraying it otherwise, but blending families after a death is very complex and comes with many conflicting emotions. It isn't easy to navigate extreme personal growth after a traumatic loss AND growth within a new relationship. During this endeavor there have been both triumphs and setbacks. Times where I doubted my own grief and process (am I holding onto the past too hard or letting go too quickly?) There have been many tough and difficult conversations as we navigate co-parenting, grief, and blending of 3 families. But relationships aren't supposed to be easy. They are meant to make you grow and expand as a person, humble you, put a mirror to yourself and what you need to refine. Nothing worth having is ever easy. But Anthony and I, despite both the storms and the calm from the storms that we've had to navigate through, always choose doing it together than without each other. We challenge one another, but we make each other better versions of ourselves. We have grown and expanded individually, as partners, and as co-parents. A beautiful, messy journey. So what you see may just look like another cute video. But what I see are so many days together, growing in love with one another, accepting each others strengths, weaknesses, and differences as we integrate our lives together, and becoming one family 🥹 . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

Stepping into an entirely different life with someone else after your husband dies is beautiful but it isn't easy. Some make it look effortless and without hiccups, and perhaps I haven't done a good job portraying it otherwise, but blending families after a death is very complex and comes with many conflicting emotions. It isn't easy to navigate extreme personal growth after a traumatic loss AND growth within a new relationship. During this endeavor there have been both triumphs and setbacks. Times where I doubted my own grief and process (am I holding onto the past too hard or letting go too quickly?) There have been many tough and difficult conversations as we navigate co-parenting, grief, and blending of 3 families. But relationships aren't supposed to be easy. They are meant to make you grow and expand as a person, humble you, put a mirror to yourself and what you need to refine. Nothing worth having is ever easy. But Anthony and I, despite both the storms and the calm from the storms that we've had to navigate through, always choose doing it together than without each other. We challenge one another, but we make each other better versions of ourselves. We have grown and expanded individually, as partners, and as co-parents. A beautiful, messy journey. So what you see may just look like another cute video. But what I see are so many days together, growing in love with one another, accepting each others strengths, weaknesses, and differences as we integrate our lives together, and becoming one family 🥹 . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

October 14, 2021 was my late husband, Ryan’s, last day before suffering an anoxic brain injury he could not recover from. When this video was taken, 2-3 hours before our lives were completely shattered, Ryan had no idea that this would be his last “I love you” to me and his last video he would ever record. His medical event was so sudden, tragic, and random that it took my brain so long to comprehend how severe and devastating his injury was. I had so much trouble accepting the harsh reality that when the physician at the hospital Ryan was first taken to said straight to my face that his “prognosis was very poor,” I heard him but I didn’t actually believe him. Now being so far removed from that traumatic day, I have so much more clarity and I’ve found peace with how sudden and unexpected Ryan was ripped from us. I’ve actually been able to find some gratitude that neither Ryan or I or anyone else knew that October 14, 2021 was his last day. Our last interactions weren’t full of fear, grief or regret for what was to come with the reality that our moments together were finite and limited. Our last interactions were exactly how we shared life together. They were familiar, comfortable, full of joking and making fun of each other, and lots of love. If you're seeking peace in grief because of how sudden your person was taken from you, I want you to know you're not alone and that if you need guidance on how to get unstuck, I'd love to be your grief support and guide. See below for next steps to connect with me. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

October 14, 2021 was my late husband, Ryan’s, last day before suffering an anoxic brain injury he could not recover from. When this video was taken, 2-3 hours before our lives were completely shattered, Ryan had no idea that this would be his last “I love you” to me and his last video he would ever record. His medical event was so sudden, tragic, and random that it took my brain so long to comprehend how severe and devastating his injury was. I had so much trouble accepting the harsh reality that when the physician at the hospital Ryan was first taken to said straight to my face that his “prognosis was very poor,” I heard him but I didn’t actually believe him. Now being so far removed from that traumatic day, I have so much more clarity and I’ve found peace with how sudden and unexpected Ryan was ripped from us. I’ve actually been able to find some gratitude that neither Ryan or I or anyone else knew that October 14, 2021 was his last day. Our last interactions weren’t full of fear, grief or regret for what was to come with the reality that our moments together were finite and limited. Our last interactions were exactly how we shared life together. They were familiar, comfortable, full of joking and making fun of each other, and lots of love. If you're seeking peace in grief because of how sudden your person was taken from you, I want you to know you're not alone and that if you need guidance on how to get unstuck, I'd love to be your grief support and guide. See below for next steps to connect with me. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

Here 🫀 . . . The day of my late husband, Ryan's, funeral was filled with so much love, admiration, and sadness that it was utterly palpable throughout the day. I remember talking to so many people. Friends, family, colleagues, telling me their intentions to check in with the boys and I, invite us to certain events, or change the way they were living their lives in honor of Ryan. Some said they were going to be more present, spend more time with the people they love, or start changing their life for the better because they could and Ryan could not. I think people have good intentions when they make these promises, but I found that there are so very few people that actually follow through. We so quickly forget the gravity of a death when it isn't central to our own lives. For the most part the world kept spinning for everyone else after Ryan's memorial while it felt like my entire world had stopped. I think there are many reasons why people stop showing up after the funeral or memorial. It is incredibly difficult to be so close to visceral pain. Others don't know what to say or do so they do nothing. Some have every good intention but life gets busy and it is easy to separate from a loss when it's not your own. And even others may think they can "catch" tragedy. People change the way they act in the aftermath of death. They may not show up how they promised or how you would expect. And I'm sorry if you're going through this right now❤️ . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

Here 🫀 . . . The day of my late husband, Ryan's, funeral was filled with so much love, admiration, and sadness that it was utterly palpable throughout the day. I remember talking to so many people. Friends, family, colleagues, telling me their intentions to check in with the boys and I, invite us to certain events, or change the way they were living their lives in honor of Ryan. Some said they were going to be more present, spend more time with the people they love, or start changing their life for the better because they could and Ryan could not. I think people have good intentions when they make these promises, but I found that there are so very few people that actually follow through. We so quickly forget the gravity of a death when it isn't central to our own lives. For the most part the world kept spinning for everyone else after Ryan's memorial while it felt like my entire world had stopped. I think there are many reasons why people stop showing up after the funeral or memorial. It is incredibly difficult to be so close to visceral pain. Others don't know what to say or do so they do nothing. Some have every good intention but life gets busy and it is easy to separate from a loss when it's not your own. And even others may think they can "catch" tragedy. People change the way they act in the aftermath of death. They may not show up how they promised or how you would expect. And I'm sorry if you're going through this right now❤️ . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

There are both dark knowns and unknowns that we carry after we experience a life altering death. I opened my email when I was going through an insurance appeal after Ryan's death and saw that my medical expert had attached the EMS report from the day of his accident. My heart immediately started thumping out of my chest. I had been there the day of his accident. I had witnessed everything. I saw how Ryan gasped for air and the fear in his eyes before he went unresponsive. I carry those traumatic events in every cell of my body. The helplessness I felt returned reading the words in black and white. And then so many questions emerged. Did he know what was happening? What was his last thought? Could I have done more? What did I do wrong? Was he scared? Reading about Ryan's accident in medical terms made everything seem so real. It made gray and fuzzy areas more distinct. And I broke down that day. About things I wished were different. About the pain Ryan endured. About how scared he was and how I couldn't save him. About how the insurance company was making me relive the trauma. I let myself be angry. I told Ryan how sorry I was. In my work as a grief coach, I help those who have been through a traumatic loss find peace, release guilt associated with their loss, and teach how to carry a forever pain while stepping into the light and not be consumed and controlled by the things we cannot change. See below for ways to connect and work with me ❤️ . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

There are both dark knowns and unknowns that we carry after we experience a life altering death. I opened my email when I was going through an insurance appeal after Ryan's death and saw that my medical expert had attached the EMS report from the day of his accident. My heart immediately started thumping out of my chest. I had been there the day of his accident. I had witnessed everything. I saw how Ryan gasped for air and the fear in his eyes before he went unresponsive. I carry those traumatic events in every cell of my body. The helplessness I felt returned reading the words in black and white. And then so many questions emerged. Did he know what was happening? What was his last thought? Could I have done more? What did I do wrong? Was he scared? Reading about Ryan's accident in medical terms made everything seem so real. It made gray and fuzzy areas more distinct. And I broke down that day. About things I wished were different. About the pain Ryan endured. About how scared he was and how I couldn't save him. About how the insurance company was making me relive the trauma. I let myself be angry. I told Ryan how sorry I was. In my work as a grief coach, I help those who have been through a traumatic loss find peace, release guilt associated with their loss, and teach how to carry a forever pain while stepping into the light and not be consumed and controlled by the things we cannot change. See below for ways to connect and work with me ❤️ . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

The second to last slide is a bit spicy🌶️🤣 I'd love to know your thoughts on this one. . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

My life fell apart on a warm October day in 2021. At the time, life was beautiful. My husband, Ryan, and I were both excelling in our careers, mine as an attorney and his as a K9 officer. We had just celebrated our 8-year wedding anniversary, and I was 26 weeks pregnant with our second son. Everything was ripped away when Ryan had an allergic reaction to a bee sting, went into cardiac arrest, and suffered a brain injury that he could not recover from. He died on April 7, 2022. When your life goes from a life that doesn't know or fathom profound loss to a life that will never know a life without grief, you are able to survive and truly embrace life again by reaching for the light and learning how to carry a forever pain. Healing in grief is not about getting rid of the pain. But it is about figuring out how to step into the light, find joy, peace, purpose, and meaning again so grief doesn’t consume you. If you're in the darkness of grief and don't know how to escape, I've been exactly where you are and I have a message for you. Life can be beautiful again, although it may seem impossible. Through my work as a grief coach working with clients 1:1, I help grievers just like you find the light again after unimaginable loss and help you empower yourself to get unstuck and reclaim your identity in order to create a beautiful life after loss. And if you're ready, see below for next steps to work with me. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

My life fell apart on a warm October day in 2021. At the time, life was beautiful. My husband, Ryan, and I were both excelling in our careers, mine as an attorney and his as a K9 officer. We had just celebrated our 8-year wedding anniversary, and I was 26 weeks pregnant with our second son. Everything was ripped away when Ryan had an allergic reaction to a bee sting, went into cardiac arrest, and suffered a brain injury that he could not recover from. He died on April 7, 2022. When your life goes from a life that doesn't know or fathom profound loss to a life that will never know a life without grief, you are able to survive and truly embrace life again by reaching for the light and learning how to carry a forever pain. Healing in grief is not about getting rid of the pain. But it is about figuring out how to step into the light, find joy, peace, purpose, and meaning again so grief doesn’t consume you. If you're in the darkness of grief and don't know how to escape, I've been exactly where you are and I have a message for you. Life can be beautiful again, although it may seem impossible. Through my work as a grief coach working with clients 1:1, I help grievers just like you find the light again after unimaginable loss and help you empower yourself to get unstuck and reclaim your identity in order to create a beautiful life after loss. And if you're ready, see below for next steps to work with me. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

Here 👇🏻 (1) The night that Ryan died I felt the need to start sleeping on what had been "his side" of our bed. His absence felt so enormous and palpable after his death-the space he should have been felt so heavy next to me. Taking up the space that he once did was less painful for me. Ever since that night, I've been sleeping on what had been "Ryan's side." (2) It took well over a year after Ryan died to dream about him. I've only had two dreams about him since October 14, 2021 (the day of his accident). Once was when he was in the hospital and the other was this year. In the dream, I saw him through the window of our old home. He was in his police uniform and he smiled up at me but I couldn't get to him. So reflective of real life 🥹💔 (3) My primary love languages changed. When Ryan was healthy and alive my primary love language was acts of service. Ryan's had always been physical touch and quality time. After Ryan died, my primary love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation. Most likely because I missed those so much when Ryan was sick. (4) In our old house, I would hear Ryan's foot steps in his work boots at night like he was coming up the stairs. The sound of those boots on our steps were so unique, almost unmistakable. I like to think that was him reminding me that he is always around protecting us. What are some weird experiences that happened to you after the death of your loved one? . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

Here 👇🏻 (1) The night that Ryan died I felt the need to start sleeping on what had been "his side" of our bed. His absence felt so enormous and palpable after his death-the space he should have been felt so heavy next to me. Taking up the space that he once did was less painful for me. Ever since that night, I've been sleeping on what had been "Ryan's side." (2) It took well over a year after Ryan died to dream about him. I've only had two dreams about him since October 14, 2021 (the day of his accident). Once was when he was in the hospital and the other was this year. In the dream, I saw him through the window of our old home. He was in his police uniform and he smiled up at me but I couldn't get to him. So reflective of real life 🥹💔 (3) My primary love languages changed. When Ryan was healthy and alive my primary love language was acts of service. Ryan's had always been physical touch and quality time. After Ryan died, my primary love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation. Most likely because I missed those so much when Ryan was sick. (4) In our old house, I would hear Ryan's foot steps in his work boots at night like he was coming up the stairs. The sound of those boots on our steps were so unique, almost unmistakable. I like to think that was him reminding me that he is always around protecting us. What are some weird experiences that happened to you after the death of your loved one? . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

Three years ago, I prayed for a miracle. I prayed that my late husband, Ryan, would recover after experiencing a severe anoxic brain injury from a bee sting. Me and God didn’t have much of a relationship back then. I had seldom prayed or asked for anything, but in my darkest hours, I begged him to show up. I begged him to spare my husband’s life so he could come home. Despite my cries and my pleas, Ryan could not recover, and he died at the age of 35, leaving me and our two boys, who were a newborn and toddler at the time. Part of me thought that meant miracles and prayers just weren’t answered. That life is just random and unfair. But as my life grew and evolved after Ryan’s death, I concluded that miracles do happen. But we don’t get to pick and choose what prayers are answered. It doesn’t matter what we so desperately want, we get what is meant for us in life to learn and grow from, even if that means immeasurable suffering and heartbreak. But that doesn’t mean all is lost. It means that life will look different than what we thought or dreamed of, but it can still be beautiful and meaningful. That God isn’t absent when he doesn’t provide exactly what we ask for, but we don’t always receive blessings on our agenda or timeline. I’ve experienced the darkest moments possible and I have felt like life is cruel and that there is no God. And I’ve experienced miracles and the presence of God in many aspects of life. Life is really hard. It is excruciatingly painful at times, and it can also be incredibly beautiful and redemptive. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

Three years ago, I prayed for a miracle. I prayed that my late husband, Ryan, would recover after experiencing a severe anoxic brain injury from a bee sting. Me and God didn’t have much of a relationship back then. I had seldom prayed or asked for anything, but in my darkest hours, I begged him to show up. I begged him to spare my husband’s life so he could come home. Despite my cries and my pleas, Ryan could not recover, and he died at the age of 35, leaving me and our two boys, who were a newborn and toddler at the time. Part of me thought that meant miracles and prayers just weren’t answered. That life is just random and unfair. But as my life grew and evolved after Ryan’s death, I concluded that miracles do happen. But we don’t get to pick and choose what prayers are answered. It doesn’t matter what we so desperately want, we get what is meant for us in life to learn and grow from, even if that means immeasurable suffering and heartbreak. But that doesn’t mean all is lost. It means that life will look different than what we thought or dreamed of, but it can still be beautiful and meaningful. That God isn’t absent when he doesn’t provide exactly what we ask for, but we don’t always receive blessings on our agenda or timeline. I’ve experienced the darkest moments possible and I have felt like life is cruel and that there is no God. And I’ve experienced miracles and the presence of God in many aspects of life. Life is really hard. It is excruciatingly painful at times, and it can also be incredibly beautiful and redemptive. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

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Happy New Year's!!!#fyp #ABI #neuroplasticity🧠 #anoxicbraininjury #anoxicbraininjurycanrecover #anoxicbraininjuryawareness #braininjury #progress #recovery #rehabilitation #

The day I said goodbye to my husband, Ryan, for the last time at the funeral home was the day I was reborn. In the time we had alone together, I made promises to him. I promised that I wouldn’t let his death and the darkness consume me. I promised that our sons would know him and I’d always keep his memory alive. I promised I’d laugh again without a heavy heart and a lump in my throat. I promised I would live well for him and our boys. I promised that our boys would have a beautiful and joyful life. I promised I would be strong and courageous and not take sh*t from people. The truth is, when someone precious to us dies, everything changes. Every aspect of our new life without our person looks and feels different. What is important to us changes. Our perspectives change. Our relationships change. Who we are at our core changes. We no longer have the patience or capacity for certain people or energy in our lives. And we have a choice. We can either let the death of our person be the thing that drowns us. Or we can fight to find meaning and beauty in our rebirth. Maybe you made promises to your person too and you’re having trouble executing what those look like because grief and the aftermath of tragedy can feel so suffocating. That is why having someone who has already walked the same path you are walking on and showing you how to take that next step forward into your new life is so invaluable. If you’re ready, see below for details for grief support. . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

The day I said goodbye to my husband, Ryan, for the last time at the funeral home was the day I was reborn. In the time we had alone together, I made promises to him. I promised that I wouldn’t let his death and the darkness consume me. I promised that our sons would know him and I’d always keep his memory alive. I promised I’d laugh again without a heavy heart and a lump in my throat. I promised I would live well for him and our boys. I promised that our boys would have a beautiful and joyful life. I promised I would be strong and courageous and not take sh*t from people. The truth is, when someone precious to us dies, everything changes. Every aspect of our new life without our person looks and feels different. What is important to us changes. Our perspectives change. Our relationships change. Who we are at our core changes. We no longer have the patience or capacity for certain people or energy in our lives. And we have a choice. We can either let the death of our person be the thing that drowns us. Or we can fight to find meaning and beauty in our rebirth. Maybe you made promises to your person too and you’re having trouble executing what those look like because grief and the aftermath of tragedy can feel so suffocating. That is why having someone who has already walked the same path you are walking on and showing you how to take that next step forward into your new life is so invaluable. If you’re ready, see below for details for grief support. . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

I burned my whole world down when my husband died 🔥 Ryan's death stripped me of everything I thought I knew about myself and what I wanted from life. I knew there were those that expected me to mourn and live a certain way and I didn't meet those standards or expectations. I broke every rule. I dated soon after my husband died. I quit my stable career in law to follow my passion and help others like myself reeling from a loss. I moved 14 months after my husband died. I started sharing the vulnerable and hard about grief to millions of people. I didn't hide my joy or the beautiful life I was creating. I didn't hide who I had become in the aftermath of tragedy. I said "F it" to every standard of what a "good widow" should look and act because it didn't feel authentic to who I was or my grief. We often become so wrapped up in the "shoulds" and "should nots" because we are afraid of what people will say and think that we give up our own desires and comfort for everyone else's. This is how you remain stuck in your life after loss. When you make decisions based off your own wants, needs, and desires after your life is rearranged by death the pieces fall exactly how they are meant to. You could die today. When that day comes don't you want to be living the version of life that YOU created, instead of someone else's version of your own life? If you're ready to start creating a life that's right for you and your grief and learn to drown at the noise, see below for next steps to work with me. . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

I burned my whole world down when my husband died 🔥 Ryan's death stripped me of everything I thought I knew about myself and what I wanted from life. I knew there were those that expected me to mourn and live a certain way and I didn't meet those standards or expectations. I broke every rule. I dated soon after my husband died. I quit my stable career in law to follow my passion and help others like myself reeling from a loss. I moved 14 months after my husband died. I started sharing the vulnerable and hard about grief to millions of people. I didn't hide my joy or the beautiful life I was creating. I didn't hide who I had become in the aftermath of tragedy. I said "F it" to every standard of what a "good widow" should look and act because it didn't feel authentic to who I was or my grief. We often become so wrapped up in the "shoulds" and "should nots" because we are afraid of what people will say and think that we give up our own desires and comfort for everyone else's. This is how you remain stuck in your life after loss. When you make decisions based off your own wants, needs, and desires after your life is rearranged by death the pieces fall exactly how they are meant to. You could die today. When that day comes don't you want to be living the version of life that YOU created, instead of someone else's version of your own life? If you're ready to start creating a life that's right for you and your grief and learn to drown at the noise, see below for next steps to work with me. . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

Many aspects of widowhood feel so hard and painful, but becoming part of my fiance’s family was not one of them. Of course, they were all a bit skeptical and worried at first…I mean, their son/brother was dating a new widow with a baby and a toddler. I would be a little worried too. It is certainly far from a “normal” situation or relationship. Thankfully, that never stopped them from accepting and loving us all from the beginning, even when they hardly knew me. The first year of our relationship, there were presents under the tree for all of us (Baby Leo knocked over a porcelain baby Jesus under the tree-thankfully he didn’t break!), there were Easter baskets and Easter egg hunts for the boys, and so many family dinners where toddler tantrums and chaos ensued, and we were always met with understanding, consideration, and help. We have always felt welcome, and the boys have always felt like they were part of the family. This has been one of the most healing aspects of our grief journey by far. It’s the end of the year, and I am reflecting on so much (don’t we all have a tendency to take stock of our year when it comes to an end?” We have a wedding coming up on 1-11, and this year has been crazy, life-giving, expansive, challenging, overwhelming, hard, messy, beautiful, and healing in so many ways. But I am so grateful to be officially part of this incredible family in January! . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . . #g#grievingprocessg#griefcoachg#griefjourneyy#youngwidowy#youngwidowsw#widowedandyoungw#widoww#widowsw#widowhoodw#widowlifew#widowedw#widowedmoma#anaphylaxisa#anaphylacticshocka#anoxiaa#anoxicbraininjurya#anoxicd#deathg#griefandlossd#deathanddying. Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

Many aspects of widowhood feel so hard and painful, but becoming part of my fiance’s family was not one of them. Of course, they were all a bit skeptical and worried at first…I mean, their son/brother was dating a new widow with a baby and a toddler. I would be a little worried too. It is certainly far from a “normal” situation or relationship. Thankfully, that never stopped them from accepting and loving us all from the beginning, even when they hardly knew me. The first year of our relationship, there were presents under the tree for all of us (Baby Leo knocked over a porcelain baby Jesus under the tree-thankfully he didn’t break!), there were Easter baskets and Easter egg hunts for the boys, and so many family dinners where toddler tantrums and chaos ensued, and we were always met with understanding, consideration, and help. We have always felt welcome, and the boys have always felt like they were part of the family. This has been one of the most healing aspects of our grief journey by far. It’s the end of the year, and I am reflecting on so much (don’t we all have a tendency to take stock of our year when it comes to an end?” We have a wedding coming up on 1-11, and this year has been crazy, life-giving, expansive, challenging, overwhelming, hard, messy, beautiful, and healing in so many ways. But I am so grateful to be officially part of this incredible family in January! . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . . #g #grievingprocessg #griefcoachg #griefjourneyy #youngwidowy #youngwidowsw #widowedandyoungw #widoww #widowsw #widowhoodw #widowlifew #widowedw #widowedmoma #anaphylaxisa #anaphylacticshocka #anoxiaa #anoxicbraininjurya #anoxicd #deathg #griefandlossd #deathanddying. Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

When my husband, Ryan, died at the age of 35, I was catapulted into the world of grief and trauma. Having been dropped right into that dark abyss, I realized that as a society we don’t talk about the grief experience enough. I was so ill-prepared to know what to expect, what grief would feel like in my body and mind, and the after-shock in my world after the funeral was over, and therefore I found the experience to be equally terrifying and frustrating. I often felt like I was going completely crazy when I was having normal reactions to a tremendous loss. I simply didn't know what I didn't know. Perhaps if you've been through a loss as well, you can wholeheartedly relate to that. After Ryan died I knew why I had been put on this Earth. The real reason why I am here is to help those who have been through a life-altering loss learn how to carry a forever pain so they can still have a beautiful and meaningful life AND also educate the world on what this experience is actually like so no one will be as ill-prepared as I was. I have been tasked with teaching about grief and reducing the amount of judgment, criticism, shame, and ignorance from those who do not understand so that grievers can feel supported. My assignment hasn’t been easy and has often come with a lot of judgment thrown at me, but I am grounded in my WHY because this work is important. If this resonated with you and you need support, see below for tangible and practical grief support options from someone who knows exactly what you're going through. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

When my husband, Ryan, died at the age of 35, I was catapulted into the world of grief and trauma. Having been dropped right into that dark abyss, I realized that as a society we don’t talk about the grief experience enough. I was so ill-prepared to know what to expect, what grief would feel like in my body and mind, and the after-shock in my world after the funeral was over, and therefore I found the experience to be equally terrifying and frustrating. I often felt like I was going completely crazy when I was having normal reactions to a tremendous loss. I simply didn't know what I didn't know. Perhaps if you've been through a loss as well, you can wholeheartedly relate to that. After Ryan died I knew why I had been put on this Earth. The real reason why I am here is to help those who have been through a life-altering loss learn how to carry a forever pain so they can still have a beautiful and meaningful life AND also educate the world on what this experience is actually like so no one will be as ill-prepared as I was. I have been tasked with teaching about grief and reducing the amount of judgment, criticism, shame, and ignorance from those who do not understand so that grievers can feel supported. My assignment hasn’t been easy and has often come with a lot of judgment thrown at me, but I am grounded in my WHY because this work is important. If this resonated with you and you need support, see below for tangible and practical grief support options from someone who knows exactly what you're going through. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

After my husband died, I used alcohol as a way to smooth the darkest and tumultuous edges of my life that felt like it was swirling out of control. I used alcohol so I could parent a baby and a toddler without losing my ever-loving mind. I used alcohol to dull the intense anxiety, fear, and pain that comes after you lose your person. Even if just for a short while, it gave me a sense of “everything is OK,” even though it wasn’t. This worked for a while until it didn’t. I began to need more to feel that same level of calmness. More drinking led to more disrupted sleep, which led to more anxiety, which led to more grief, which led to more spiraling. What had “helped” me so much in the beginning began making me feel worse, and I wasn’t teaching myself that I could feel really hard things and find healthy ways to deal with those emotions. Eventually, I traded nightly Blue Moons or vodka sodas for daily workout sessions that were uncomfortable, painful, and brought up so many hard feelings. I traded doom scrolling for regular therapy sessions, and I began writing about my experience with grief and trauma. It sucked to feel everything. But it allowed me to BE with everything I needed to be with. I could cry, scream, curse, and I didn't fall apart. This ultimately led to me feeling more confident in myself and finding other tools that helped. If this resonated with you and you’re struggling with managing the intense (and often confusing) emotions of grief, see below for how to connect with me and change your relationship with grief. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

After my husband died, I used alcohol as a way to smooth the darkest and tumultuous edges of my life that felt like it was swirling out of control. I used alcohol so I could parent a baby and a toddler without losing my ever-loving mind. I used alcohol to dull the intense anxiety, fear, and pain that comes after you lose your person. Even if just for a short while, it gave me a sense of “everything is OK,” even though it wasn’t. This worked for a while until it didn’t. I began to need more to feel that same level of calmness. More drinking led to more disrupted sleep, which led to more anxiety, which led to more grief, which led to more spiraling. What had “helped” me so much in the beginning began making me feel worse, and I wasn’t teaching myself that I could feel really hard things and find healthy ways to deal with those emotions. Eventually, I traded nightly Blue Moons or vodka sodas for daily workout sessions that were uncomfortable, painful, and brought up so many hard feelings. I traded doom scrolling for regular therapy sessions, and I began writing about my experience with grief and trauma. It sucked to feel everything. But it allowed me to BE with everything I needed to be with. I could cry, scream, curse, and I didn't fall apart. This ultimately led to me feeling more confident in myself and finding other tools that helped. If this resonated with you and you’re struggling with managing the intense (and often confusing) emotions of grief, see below for how to connect with me and change your relationship with grief. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

Many people do not understand the complexities that come with a widow dating and/or opening herself up to the potential of finding love again after the death of a spouse. It takes a lot of courage after a loss to even be open enough to date another person. It takes a lot of courage to open up to the possibility of love and potential loss again or a broken heart. It’s scary, confusing, and unearths so many facets of grief when you begin dating or venture into the realm of another relationship after losing the person you thought was your “forever person.” And when a widow is lucky enough to find someone that can help shoulder the weight of her grief and be patient, kind, understanding, and loving to her and her children (if that’s the case) there should only be a few things you say, but they should all sound close to “I’m happy for you.” And if you can’t say that—silence is second best 🤫 As widows we have walked through fire and survived. We have been through tragedy beyond many people’s comprehension. If we find love again after all the heartache and pain (no matter when the universe or God puts it in our path) it is something to celebrate—because it is truly miraculous and a blessing🙏🏻❤️ If you’re a widow and willing to share your love after loss story, I’d love to hear it below. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

Many people do not understand the complexities that come with a widow dating and/or opening herself up to the potential of finding love again after the death of a spouse. It takes a lot of courage after a loss to even be open enough to date another person. It takes a lot of courage to open up to the possibility of love and potential loss again or a broken heart. It’s scary, confusing, and unearths so many facets of grief when you begin dating or venture into the realm of another relationship after losing the person you thought was your “forever person.” And when a widow is lucky enough to find someone that can help shoulder the weight of her grief and be patient, kind, understanding, and loving to her and her children (if that’s the case) there should only be a few things you say, but they should all sound close to “I’m happy for you.” And if you can’t say that—silence is second best 🤫 As widows we have walked through fire and survived. We have been through tragedy beyond many people’s comprehension. If we find love again after all the heartache and pain (no matter when the universe or God puts it in our path) it is something to celebrate—because it is truly miraculous and a blessing🙏🏻❤️ If you’re a widow and willing to share your love after loss story, I’d love to hear it below. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying

When someone you love dies, all the hypothetical life lessons you hear become mantras you live by because you feel them deep in your soul. There are also some things you learn only because your person is dead, which is beautifully tragic because you live life better, but it cost way too much. You'd give up all the lessons in the world to have your person back, but that's not how it works. So here are the 7 most important lessons I've learned from the death of my 35-year-old husband: (1) Most things in life are inconveniences, not actually problems; (2) Life can change in an instant and is painfully short, treat each day like it could be your last or the last with the people you love; (3) Having people to love and love you back is the true meaning of life; (4) This short life we live on Earth is not our final destination; (5) Take pictures and videos of all the precious moments and people in your life (and make sure they include you too). You never know if they will be the only things you have left; (6) You shouldn't wait to start living out your dreams. Go after whatever puts your heart on fire; (7) Do what makes you happy and at peace first, the people that are meant to be in your life will be. What would you add to this list? . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

When someone you love dies, all the hypothetical life lessons you hear become mantras you live by because you feel them deep in your soul. There are also some things you learn only because your person is dead, which is beautifully tragic because you live life better, but it cost way too much. You'd give up all the lessons in the world to have your person back, but that's not how it works. So here are the 7 most important lessons I've learned from the death of my 35-year-old husband: (1) Most things in life are inconveniences, not actually problems; (2) Life can change in an instant and is painfully short, treat each day like it could be your last or the last with the people you love; (3) Having people to love and love you back is the true meaning of life; (4) This short life we live on Earth is not our final destination; (5) Take pictures and videos of all the precious moments and people in your life (and make sure they include you too). You never know if they will be the only things you have left; (6) You shouldn't wait to start living out your dreams. Go after whatever puts your heart on fire; (7) Do what makes you happy and at peace first, the people that are meant to be in your life will be. What would you add to this list? . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

My husband died, and it was pure agony. The kind of pain that is hard to describe or articulate unless you’ve lived it yourself, but everything ached and yearned for what I could no longer possess. It felt like the most visceral, demanding thirst I could not quench, no matter how much I begged, bargained, or prayed. My body, mind, and soul felt like they had been through a war, and it was impossible at the time to imagine I’d overcome this type of assault on my entire being. The last thing I wanted to do was get MORE uncomfortable, intentionally. The last thing I wanted to do was turn face to face with the traumas I had been through and the guilt and anger that I felt deep down in my belly from so much darkness that I had experienced. But shoving it down, numbing it out, and ignoring it was not the answer. Doing this was a short-term solution to a life-long problem. I had to examine the things that were holding me back from stepping into the new life I was forced to create and the new identity I was forced to become. I forced myself to get uncomfortable day after day. I went into the dark crevices of my soul and I examined each figment of darkness that I needed to find peace with. I figured out the modalities that allowed me to feel what I needed to, honor them, surrender to them, and lastly, stop them from controlling me. If you've lost someone precious to you and you're struggling to cope with the intense feelings of grief, see below for practical grief resources and how to work with me 1:1. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

My husband died, and it was pure agony. The kind of pain that is hard to describe or articulate unless you’ve lived it yourself, but everything ached and yearned for what I could no longer possess. It felt like the most visceral, demanding thirst I could not quench, no matter how much I begged, bargained, or prayed. My body, mind, and soul felt like they had been through a war, and it was impossible at the time to imagine I’d overcome this type of assault on my entire being. The last thing I wanted to do was get MORE uncomfortable, intentionally. The last thing I wanted to do was turn face to face with the traumas I had been through and the guilt and anger that I felt deep down in my belly from so much darkness that I had experienced. But shoving it down, numbing it out, and ignoring it was not the answer. Doing this was a short-term solution to a life-long problem. I had to examine the things that were holding me back from stepping into the new life I was forced to create and the new identity I was forced to become. I forced myself to get uncomfortable day after day. I went into the dark crevices of my soul and I examined each figment of darkness that I needed to find peace with. I figured out the modalities that allowed me to feel what I needed to, honor them, surrender to them, and lastly, stop them from controlling me. If you've lost someone precious to you and you're struggling to cope with the intense feelings of grief, see below for practical grief resources and how to work with me 1:1. . . . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

The first holiday season after my late husband, Ryan, suffered an anoxic brain injury, all around me was a joyful holiday spirit and all ll I wanted to do was SCREAM. I resented happy people celebrating when I felt dread every moment I was awake. The grief and pain of my reality were too difficult to bear. I didn’t know what could help me then, but I am sharing what does help if you are experiencing grief this holiday. 1) Don't Force The Joy: You cannot manufacture a feeling when your reality simply does not warrant it. Honor what you are going through. If it is a really hard season, it is okay to be angry. It is okay to be resentful. It is okay to be crushed and devastated. It is okay not to feel like celebrating. This isn't the time to force a smile or a laugh if these things aren't accessible to you. 2) It is OK To Do Less: Your capacity for life and yes, all the holiday activities are going to be limited when grief is taking up so much space. You may not feel like decorating. You may not feel like cooking dinner this year. You are under no obligation to do anything you do not have the capacity for. Honor your limited energy. 3) Protect Your Peace: It doesn't matter if your mom or sister will be disappointed if you don't go to the family holiday dinner. When you are grieving, nothing is the same and that means that the activities that you feel like doing to honor your grief are going to be different. All this to say, NONE OF THIS IS EASY. Continue to check in with yourself and ask "What do I need?" Let that be your North Star. . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

The first holiday season after my late husband, Ryan, suffered an anoxic brain injury, all around me was a joyful holiday spirit and all ll I wanted to do was SCREAM. I resented happy people celebrating when I felt dread every moment I was awake. The grief and pain of my reality were too difficult to bear. I didn’t know what could help me then, but I am sharing what does help if you are experiencing grief this holiday. 1) Don't Force The Joy: You cannot manufacture a feeling when your reality simply does not warrant it. Honor what you are going through. If it is a really hard season, it is okay to be angry. It is okay to be resentful. It is okay to be crushed and devastated. It is okay not to feel like celebrating. This isn't the time to force a smile or a laugh if these things aren't accessible to you. 2) It is OK To Do Less: Your capacity for life and yes, all the holiday activities are going to be limited when grief is taking up so much space. You may not feel like decorating. You may not feel like cooking dinner this year. You are under no obligation to do anything you do not have the capacity for. Honor your limited energy. 3) Protect Your Peace: It doesn't matter if your mom or sister will be disappointed if you don't go to the family holiday dinner. When you are grieving, nothing is the same and that means that the activities that you feel like doing to honor your grief are going to be different. All this to say, NONE OF THIS IS EASY. Continue to check in with yourself and ask "What do I need?" Let that be your North Star. . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

When my husband died, I realized how much the discussion about grief (the real and raw parts of the experience) needed to be talked about instead of whispered about behind closed doors. As grievers, we feel alone because not many people are sharing their experiences with grief, because it can often make others uncomfortable, or we feel that what we are going through is “too much.” The experience of grief is the normal, human response to loss. However, when we do experience loss, especially a life-altering loss, many aspects of grief can be surprising, disorienting, and cause fear and confusion. Grief can make you feel isolated because those who haven’t gone through it themselves just don’t get it. They may think that grief is something that can be fixed or that goes away over time. But grief is an experience that must be carried through life. There is no putting it down. There is no extinguishing it. There is no making it disappear. It is something that must be faced, honored, and managed with tenderness and care. To live WITH grief means to change your relationship with it. To evolve with it and transition from having it be an entity that consumes you, to an entity that can be held while you build a life around it. So I’ve made it my life’s purpose to share with the world what grief and loss look like. It may be surprising. It may be unexpected or even cause some discomfort, but this is what it’s REALLY like. See below for how to work with me and for practical, tangible grief resources. . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

When my husband died, I realized how much the discussion about grief (the real and raw parts of the experience) needed to be talked about instead of whispered about behind closed doors. As grievers, we feel alone because not many people are sharing their experiences with grief, because it can often make others uncomfortable, or we feel that what we are going through is “too much.” The experience of grief is the normal, human response to loss. However, when we do experience loss, especially a life-altering loss, many aspects of grief can be surprising, disorienting, and cause fear and confusion. Grief can make you feel isolated because those who haven’t gone through it themselves just don’t get it. They may think that grief is something that can be fixed or that goes away over time. But grief is an experience that must be carried through life. There is no putting it down. There is no extinguishing it. There is no making it disappear. It is something that must be faced, honored, and managed with tenderness and care. To live WITH grief means to change your relationship with it. To evolve with it and transition from having it be an entity that consumes you, to an entity that can be held while you build a life around it. So I’ve made it my life’s purpose to share with the world what grief and loss look like. It may be surprising. It may be unexpected or even cause some discomfort, but this is what it’s REALLY like. See below for how to work with me and for practical, tangible grief resources. . . 💌DM "Support" for grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

For a while after the medical event that caused my husband’s death, life became performative. I felt so often that I was either “putting it on,” or numb from the trauma that I was floating through life, simply going about the motions like muscle memory without truly experiencing and feeling embodied in moving throughout the world with purpose. I would carry on a polite conversation, put on a pretty smile, and nod my head to the many platitudes I would hear. All the while, I was screaming and jumping out of my skin on the inside. Social norms and expectations impose restrictions on “the right way” to act in public even in agonizing grief. But many times, we become afraid of letting ourselves truly unravel, even when we can. We stifle and push all of the emotions and energy down that are intended to be liberated from our bodies, so it doesn’t consume us. We make our pain more consumable for the masses and ourselves because we are afraid of what will come out of us if we let ourselves truly go into the darkness. We think that if we let ourselves dip into that ocean of sadness we will drown in it. That we won’t come out of it. So it is understandable that so many grievers struggle with the dichotomy of their internal grief world and what is portrayed to the world. We may look "OK," or like we are "doing so well," on the outside because honestly, that is what society expects of us when inside we are struggling or crumbling. If you're seeking a soft place to land in your grief, see below for the ways to work with me. . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

For a while after the medical event that caused my husband’s death, life became performative. I felt so often that I was either “putting it on,” or numb from the trauma that I was floating through life, simply going about the motions like muscle memory without truly experiencing and feeling embodied in moving throughout the world with purpose. I would carry on a polite conversation, put on a pretty smile, and nod my head to the many platitudes I would hear. All the while, I was screaming and jumping out of my skin on the inside. Social norms and expectations impose restrictions on “the right way” to act in public even in agonizing grief. But many times, we become afraid of letting ourselves truly unravel, even when we can. We stifle and push all of the emotions and energy down that are intended to be liberated from our bodies, so it doesn’t consume us. We make our pain more consumable for the masses and ourselves because we are afraid of what will come out of us if we let ourselves truly go into the darkness. We think that if we let ourselves dip into that ocean of sadness we will drown in it. That we won’t come out of it. So it is understandable that so many grievers struggle with the dichotomy of their internal grief world and what is portrayed to the world. We may look "OK," or like we are "doing so well," on the outside because honestly, that is what society expects of us when inside we are struggling or crumbling. If you're seeking a soft place to land in your grief, see below for the ways to work with me. . . . 💌DM "Support" for 1:1 grief support 💌DM "Carried" to preorder my 2nd book 💌DM "Running " for my book 💌DM "Email" to sign up for my list . . . . #grievingprocess #griefcoach #griefjourney #youngwidow #youngwidows #widowedandyoung #widow #widows #widowhood #widowlife #widowed #widowedmom #anaphylaxis #anaphylacticshock #anoxia #anoxicbraininjury #anoxic #death #griefandloss #deathanddying . . . Grief coach for widows. Helping widows lost in grief find joy and purpose after loss.

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