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The Most Important Grief Advice I’ve Ever Learned

After decades of leading grief workshops, sitting with people in their darkest moments, and walking through my own losses… I’ve learned something that may surprise you.

A serene view of a turquoise glacial lake surrounded by snow-capped mountains, with vibrant red canoes dotting the water under a cloudy sky.
A serene view of a turquoise glacial lake surrounded by snow-capped mountains, with vibrant red canoes dotting the water under a cloudy sky.

Most people think grief advice is supposed to be profound.

Something wise. Something that makes the pain easier.


But the most important thing I’ve learned is much simpler than that.


Don’t fight your grief.

Grief is not something to fix.It’s not something to rush.

And it’s definitely not something you “get over.”

Grief is something you learn—slowly—to move with.


Let It Come the Way It Comes


If I could sit across from you right now, this is what I would tell you:


What you’re feeling is normal.


Some days you may feel almost okay.


And then, out of nowhere, it hits you—

in the grocery store,

in the car,

in the middle of a conversation.


I’ve seen this happen over and over again.


And every time someone says, “I thought I was doing better…”


You are.

This is not a step backward.

This is grief unfolding.


There Is No Timeline—No Matter What Anyone Says


I have watched people judge themselves so harshly in grief.


“I should be better by now.”

“I shouldn’t still feel this way.”


Please hear me when I say this:


There is no timeline.

Not for a spouse.

Not for a child.

Not for a parent, a friend, or a life that changed overnight.


Your grief is as unique as your love was.And that love doesn’t follow a schedule.


You Are Not Losing Your Mind


So many people have looked at me with fear in their eyes and asked,

“Is this normal?”

They talk about the fog.

The forgetfulness.

The exhaustion.

The sudden waves of anger or deep loneliness.


And I always tell them the same thing:


You are not losing your mind.

You are grieving.

Your heart and your body are trying to process something overwhelming.

Of course it feels disorienting.


Strength Looks Different Than You Think

I used to think strength meant holding it together.

Life—and loss—taught me otherwise.

Real strength is:

  • Letting the tears fall

  • Saying, “This is hard”

  • Allowing yourself to be seen

  • Resting when you can’t go another step


You do not have to carry this perfectly.

You just have to carry it honestly.


Please Don’t Do This Alone

If there’s one thing I’ve seen over and over, it’s how grief tries to isolate us.

It whispers, no one understands…just stay quiet…


But healing doesn’t happen there.


It happens in connection:

  • One safe person

  • One conversation where you don’t have to pretend

  • One moment where someone truly sees you


You don’t need a room full of people.

You just need one.

Grief Needs Somewhere to Go

Grief doesn’t disappear if you ignore it.

It settles.

So I gently encourage people to let it move:

  • through tears

  • through writing

  • through talking

  • through walking

  • even through quiet moments where you simply allow yourself to feel


There is no right way.

There is only your way.


And This One… This One Matters Deeply


There will come a moment—maybe when you least expect it—when you laugh again.

Or feel a little peace.

Or notice something beautiful.


And right behind it may come guilt.


I have seen this so many times.


So let me say this clearly, from my heart to yours:


Joy is not a betrayal.

It does not mean you have forgotten.

It does not mean you loved them any less.

It means you are still here.


Still breathing.Still living.

And that matters.


A Final Thought

Grief doesn’t end.

It changes shape.


And so do you.


Not into someone broken—but into someone who has loved deeply…lost profoundly…and is learning, one day at a time, how to live forward while carrying that love.


Tell yourself the following often --

I am allowed to grieve in my own way, in my own time.

I honor my love by continuing to live.

 

Be well,

Shirley


 
 
 

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