08/01/2026
đ§Itâs January⌠and that familiar question comes back:
Is this really how the rest of my life is meant to feel?â
After Christmas and New Year, things go quiet.
The distractions fade.
Routines return.
People start talking about goals again.
And maybe you do too.
Travel. Health. Work. A life that feels bigger.
Then something catches inside you.
Does any of this even matter now theyâre gone?
You feel that pang of guilt for wanting more life, when theirs ended too soon.
Like joy and ambition somehow means youâre leaving them behind.
I remember feeling that too.
As if wanting happiness was a betrayal of love.
But hereâs the reframe that changed everything for me:
Life isnât infinite.
And if the roles were reversedâŚwould you want them to stop living?
To stop laughing? To forget their dreams because you werenât there?
Of course not.
You are a living, breathing extension of their love.
Every goal you reach.
Every moment of joy you allow.
Every time you choose life, you carry them with you.
Youâre not moving away from them by getting grief suport.
Youâre carrying their light into places they never got to go.
This is the work I hold space for.
Clearing the subconscious guilt that keeps you playing small.
Helping you build a future that honours love. not fear.
So you can live fully with them in your heart, not trapped by the loss.
If youâre ready to stop apologising for being alive, and start honouring them through the life you liveâŚ
⨠Book a clarity call via the link in my bio.
Letâs make 2026 the year you live for both of you.
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