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Image Source: Tima Miroshnichenko from Pexels . As the second anniversary of my mom’s passing came and went, I ended the day feeling...

Anniversaries of passing won't bring back loved ones, but they remind us we're one step closer to reunion—reframing sadness with hope.

A grief-related post regarding the second heavenly birthday of my Mom.

Image Source: Monstera Production from Pexels.com I’ve reached a point where, when I think of my mom, I don’t see her as fully gone at all, and for that, I am truly grateful. However, it wasn’t an easy road to get to this mindset, though I’m surprised it happened sooner than I expected. There’s often a belief that, when someone passes, you should completely move on. If you continue to communicate with them or hold onto them in any way, it’s seen as not fully accepting their p

Image Source: Pexels on Pixabay.com Regret is a common emotion after losing a loved one, especially if you didn’t get the chance to say what you truly wanted before they passed. I’ve read stories of people whose last words to their loved ones were spoken in anger during an argument or who realized too late that their final opportunity to connect was a missed phone call because life got in the way. When that person is gone, the weight of missed opportunities, or the absence of

Image Source: Pexels on Pixabay.com I don’t remember much from my childhood, or even from just five years ago. My memories tend to come in fragments: a few specific events or a vague, generalized feeling that sums up an entire period of my life, usually defined by schools or jobs. What makes my memory even more peculiar is how I often recall things in the third person, as though I’m watching someone else’s life unfold. It’s strange, almost as if those memories don’t truly bel

Image Source:  Bella H. on Pixabay.com When we brought my mom and her urn home, I would often wait until late at night to go downstairs and speak to her. I would fight sleep or nearly fall asleep while talking to her. I felt the need to do this privately, when no one was around, because I worried that if others knew, they would think I had "lost it" or hadn’t accepted my mom’s passing. But over time, I learned that this behavior is an example of "continuing bonds." And in rea

Image Source: Nothing Ahead on Pexels I read early on that relationships often change after losing a parent or any loved one. I quickly noticed a sense of clarity about certain situations and found myself lacking the energy for specific people or circumstances. I was also deeply disappointed by some individuals I had expected to support me, as they were barely present or absent altogether. On the other hand, I received incredible support from people I hadn’t anticipated, and