1. I felt the weight today of realizing that when I lost my dad, I didn’t just lose a parent — I lost the one person in this family who always stood quietly but firmly in my corner.
2. Grief has a way of stripping things down to the truth. It shows you who reaches out, who disappears, and who your heart can no longer lean on. That clarity hurts… but it’s also strangely grounding.
3. In the middle of all this heartbreak, I’m discovering that the people who show up — the ones who check in, who simply see me — are the ones keeping me upright. Chosen support is turning out to be a lifeline.
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Today’s Small Moment:
In the midst of losing my dad—and my brother just four months ago—I’ve been overwhelmed by how deeply simple kindness can matter. Friends, extended family, and even people I’ve never met have been a quiet anchor in these hardest days.
Grief has also shown me who steps forward and who stays silent. That truth stings, but it’s grounding. It reminds me to lean toward the people whose compassion shines without being asked.
This photograph came from a morning when I rushed up the Blue Ridge Parkway, hoping to reach Pine Spur Overlook before sunrise (several years ago). I arrived later than I planned, yet the light that waited there still found me—quiet and steady, much like the support that has carried me through these days. It might sound corny and cliché, but it’s true.
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1. Today was one of the hardest tasks. We brought Dad’s ashes home.
2. I’m grateful I didn’t do it alone.
3. He’ll be laid to rest beside Mom later in spring or summer — his final wish.