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Following Your Heart in Grief
One of the hardest parts of the grief journey is learning to trust your own heart. In the early days after loss, many people surround us with love and support. But as time passes, the world slowly begins to move forward. Conversations shift, routines return, and before long we may begin to feel an unspoken pressure to “be okay.” Others may wonder why certain days still feel heavy. They may not understand why a song, a memory, or a simple moment can suddenly bring tears. But g

Pat Elsberry
Jun 162 min read


When Anniversaries Stir the Heart
Some days on the calendar carry more weight than others. Long before the date actually arrives, your heart already knows it’s coming. You may notice it weeks in advance—a quiet heaviness settling in, memories becoming more vivid, emotions rising unexpectedly. It’s as though your heart and body are gently preparing you for what lies ahead. Grievers often describe this as reliving those final days all over again. Conversations replay in our minds. Memories resurface with

Pat Elsberry
Jun 92 min read


The Secondary Losses No One Talks About
When someone we love dies, we expect to grieve their absence. What we don’t expect are the many other losses that quietly follow. Grief rarely arrives alone. It has a ripple effect, touching areas of our lives we never anticipated. If you’ve ever thrown a pebble into a pond, you’ve seen how the ripples move outward in widening circles. Loss works much the same way. The first ripple is the loss of the person we love. But the ripples don’t stop there. Sometimes friend

Pat Elsberry
Jun 22 min read


The Ordinary Moments We Miss the Most
One of the surprising truths about grief is this: it’s often the smallest, most ordinary moments that we miss the most. In the beginning, we tend to focus on the big things—the birthdays, the holidays, the milestones that will never look the same again. But as time passes, it’s the quiet, everyday moments that begin to echo the loudest. The casual conversations.The shared meals.The laughter that filled the room for no particular reason. The ordinary rhythm of life we once too

Pat Elsberry
May 262 min read
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