04/22/2026
Most people don’t move toward grief…
they move away from it.
It’s uncomfortable.
It’s unknown.
It asks something of you.
I remember sitting with my grandma after her pancreatic cancer diagnosis…in a moment that could have easily been heavy, quiet, distant.
So I asked her,
“If you could come back as any animal… what would you be?”
Her first answer…
“A naughty puppy.”
Then I nudged…
“…fine, a beaver.”
And we just laughed. Really laughed.
Right there… in the middle of something heartbreaking…
there was still joy, personality, connection.
That’s the part people miss about grief.
It’s not just sadness.
It’s access.
Access to truth.
To closeness.
To moments that feel more real than anything else.
You don’t have to fix it.
You don’t have to say the perfect thing.
You just have to stay.
Because even in the hardest moments…
there is still light if you’re willing to sit long enough to see it.
If you’ve ever experienced this kind of moment… you know
