02/13/2026
Gratitude and Grief, But I'm Still Holding On
When you carry both gratitude and grief in the same hands. They sit beside each other, sometimes quietly, sometimes loudly, sometimes pulling in opposite directions.
Grief reminds me of what I’ve lost—parts of myself, moments that didn’t turn out the way I hoped, and the weight of pain I never asked to carry. It can feel heavy, like walking through deep water with no clear shore.
But gratitude is here too.
Gratitude for the simple fact that I am still here. Still breathing. Still trying. Still holding on when it would be easier to let go.
I am grateful for the strength that showed up when I didn’t know I had any left. For the quiet moments of peace between the storms. For the parts of me that refused to break completely, even when I bent.
Grief has taught me how deeply I can feel. Gratitude has taught me how deeply I can heal.
I am learning that holding grief does not cancel out gratitude. They can exist together. I can mourn what hurts and still honor what remains. I can feel broken and still be whole in ways I don’t yet fully understand.
Today, I am grateful for my resilience.
Today, I honor my grief.
Today, I am holding on.
And for today, that is enough.
Sometimes, strength looks like Eeyore:
Quiet.
Heavy.
Still here.
