There are moments that arrive without warning, moments that shake the ground beneath you so deeply that the world you knew five minutes ago no longer exists. Moments that leave you searching for answers that may never come.
In those moments, it’s natural to feel anger.
Anger at life.
Anger at the world.
Even anger at God, if that’s what you believe in.
Grief has a way of stripping everything back to the raw truth of being human. It pulls every emotion to the surface, the love, the pain, the confusion, the questions. And when loss is deep enough, it can feel like you’re drowning in something you can’t escape.
But grief is not something that follows rules.
There is no correct way to carry it.
No timeline that tells you when you should be ‘okay.’
No expectation for how someone should navigate a loss that profound.
Some days you may feel numb.
Some days the pain might feel unbearable.
Some days the tears won’t stop.
And other days you might sit in silence wondering how the world keeps moving when yours has stopped.
All of it is part of grief.
All of it is part of love.
Because grief, at its core, is love with nowhere to go.
And when you feel like you’re drowning in it, when the waves keep crashing and you can’t see the surface, it’s hard to imagine that you will ever find solid ground again.
But even the most violent storms eventually lose their strength.
Even the darkest nights eventually give way to morning.
Somewhere, beyond the pain, there will be a shore.
Healing doesn’t mean forgetting.
It doesn’t mean the love disappears or the loss suddenly makes sense.
It means learning how to carry that love in a new form.
It means letting the memory of someone become part of the way your heart continues to beat.
Energy never truly disappears, it changes form. Love does the same.
The souls who pass through our lives leave something behind in us. They shape us, soften us, and remind us how deeply we are capable of loving in the first place.
If you are grieving right now, please remember this,
You are allowed to feel everything.
You are allowed to take all the time you need.
You are allowed to break, cry, question the universe, question God, and question life itself.
There is no right or wrong way through grief.
There is only the path you walk, one breath at a time, one step at a time, one day at a time.
And even when it feels like you are lost in the deepest water…
love is still there.
Quiet.
Unseen.
But still holding you up.