#life-after-loss — Public Fediverse posts

When It Comes To Miscarriages, It’s Time To Stop Telling Women To Just Try Again

https://onlinemarketingscoops.com/2026/10/15/when-it-comes-to-miscarriages-its-time-to-stop-telling-women-to-just-try-again/

Something I’ve learned about grief: people want to help, and sometimes that becomes advice about what you should do — cherish the memories, feel it, remember the good times, talk about it, don’t avoid it.

Most of it is said with love. But only the person grieving knows what they can handle right now.

Not going deeply into a memory isn’t always avoidance. Sometimes you can only let the hardest things back in a little at a time. A memory that may someday bring comfort can still be too painful today.

I’ve faced more this past year than most know. I’ve returned to places I dreaded and walked into rooms I wasn’t sure I could enter again. I did it. But I’ve learned to trust myself to know what I’m ready for and when.

Grief doesn’t need instructions. Sometimes the most helpful thing you can say is, “I’m here. I’m listening.”

Maybe someday the painful memories will be ones I can cherish again. I’m just not going to force myself there before I’m ready.

#Grief #GriefJourney #LifeAfterLoss

✮ Words Are Things ✮

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The “Charlie Party” We Gave Him

https://lauraleacupp.wordpress.com/2026/06/11/the-charlie-party-we-gave-him/

✮ A Sliver in Eden’s Wall ✮

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✮ Reunion ✮

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Watching an episode of the new Matlock where Maddie talks about the difference between grief and trauma after losing a child to addiction. That really resonated with me.

I’m realizing that grief and trauma are not the same thing. Loving someone through years of addiction and mental illness leaves behind its own kind of hurt, even after they’re gone.

Losing my brother and my dad so close together changed me in ways I’m still working through. But slowly, I am starting to feel more like myself again. I’m trying to find my way back to the peace I feel when I’m out with my camera.

I’m sharing a photograph I took some time ago titled Looking Back. Lately, I think part of healing has been trying to find my way back to the sense of peace, quiet, and grounding I’ve always felt when I’m out with my camera.

I just need to remember to allow myself more grace.

#Grief #HealingJourney #MentalHealth
#TraumaRecovery #LifeAfterLoss

The Gravity of Rumination

If the gravity is high, then time passes normally for someone affected by that gravity, but the person sees others who are affected by lower gravity as experiencing time passing faster. One hour for someone in higher gravity is equivalent to a decade or perhaps a century for someone in lower gravity. Maybe, this is what I can relate to. My heavy rumination about the past, including wishing I still had a relationship or a girlfriend that I would not leave... Six years have already passed, but it feels like time has gone by so quickly. The serious relationship I had, which lasted six months (my longest), and six years of grieving and carrying on with life as usual, struggling to be normal.

Heavy rumination over a past relationship makes six years of grief feel like a single distorted hour.

#TimeDilation #Rumination #Grief #Heartbreak #MentalHealth #Relationships #PastMistakes #MovingOn #Regret #HealingJourney #TimePassing #EmotionalWeight #LongTermGrief #Attachment #Reflection #PersonalStruggle #MentalHealthAwareness #LifeAfterLoss #Heartache #PsychologicalTime

✮ Time and Us ✮

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Probably not the best time for me to be watching *The Pitt*. There’s a scene with a brother and sister in the ER with their dad, and a line about how they become the witnesses to each other’s lives — the ones who hold the shared memories.

That one hit hard.

One of the hardest things right now is realizing I don’t have that anymore. Even though my brother and I hadn’t spoken in years, he was still my brother. He was already gone when Dad died, so I stood there without that shared witness to our life.

Yeah… this one’s getting put on hold for now. Too much, too soon.

I'd love to hear some suggestions for TV shows or movies that I could watch instead. I have most of the major streaming services.

#GriefJourney #LifeAfterLoss #GriefSupport #HealingInProgress #OneDayAtATime

Some of you may remember Margey the Meerkat (on the left). She used to come along with me on photo shoots. When I’m ready to get back out there with my camera, she’ll have some company — Top Dog, as Dad called him.

Top Dog was Dad’s — the little stuffy he made sure to bring with him when he moved to Virginia to live with us. I’m pretty sure he had originally given it to Mom during one of her hospital stays back in the 90s.

It just feels right that the two of them will come along with me on future photo adventures.

#PhotographyLife #PhotoCompanion #GriefJourney #LifeAfterLoss #MemoryKeeping #HealingThroughArt #CreativeJourney

The losses keep coming, each one testing my strength. Today my uncle passed away — just over a month after losing my dad, his brother. It feels heavy, but I will keep going.

But I’m still here. Still breathing. Still choosing to look for small things to hold onto.

1. Dad and my uncle are no longer separated by illness or time.
2. I am stronger than I feel in the middle of the night.
3. I am not walking through this completely alone.
Bonus: This sunrise on the Blue Ridge Parkway is one of the images in my “filmstrip in my head” — the kind I think about when I wake in the night. It reminds me that light returns, and with it comes quiet gratitude and hope for the day ahead.

#3GoodThings #Grief #LifeAfterLoss #OneDayAtATime #FindingLight #ThreeGoodThings #virginia #blueridgemountains

A month ago today, Dad died.

Somehow that feels both recent and far away, and I’m trying not to let the passing days make him feel further from me.

This photo was taken in 2022, just south of Grayling, Michigan. I was driving him to Virginia so he could live with us. The road stretched out ahead of us, and we had no idea what the next years would hold. But we were happy to be on the journey together.

A few days before that trip, he left me a voicemail telling me he loved me and was happy I was coming for him. I still have that message. It’s my most precious treasure.

Lately, when memories hit, my chest tightens and I sigh to let the pressure out. Sometimes I cry anyway. And that’s good.

I’m especially grateful for the people who have understood where I’m at without me having to explain it, and who have quietly offered their support.

One month. Still figuring out how to carry this.

#Grief #OneMonthLater #RememberingDad #LifeAfterLoss

1. Today was one of the hardest tasks. We brought Dad’s ashes home.

2. I’m grateful I didn’t do it alone.

3. He’ll be laid to rest beside Mom later in spring or summer — his final wish.

#Grief #Bereavement #Remembering #LifeAfterLoss #today

A Widow’s Cry is a deeply moving story that captures the pain of loss and the strength it takes to keep going. Through raw emotion and honest reflection, it explores grief, love, and the slow journey toward healing. This powerful read offers comfort and understanding to anyone who has faced heartbreak or profound change.
https://www.blurb.com/b/10056711-a-widows-cry

#GriefAndHealing #LifeAfterLoss #EmotionalJourney

This cross was my mom’s, and after she died, Dad wore it every single day for twenty-five years. When he was moved to palliative care, and it wasn’t on him, I was terrified it had been lost.

Not because it was valuable, but because it felt like a piece of both of them. Yesterday I found it in the bag of clothes we’d brought to the hospital when we still hoped he’d recover. The relief that washed over me was overwhelming.

The first good thing is that it’s safe.

The second is that it still feels like a link to both my parents.

The third is the reminder that love leaves traces we can hold onto, even when the people are gone.

Bonus good thing: taking this photo helped me slow down and breathe for a moment — something I really needed.

#3GoodThings #ThreeGoodThings #SmallMoments #GriefJourney
#MemoryKeeping #LifeAfterLoss

MINIMALISM: From Consumer Culture to Conscious Living

I didn’t choose minimalism—life stripped me down to the essentials.

This piece traces the real journey. Every step links to a story I lived. No fluff, just truth.

👉 Read full story:

https://medium.com/@dianabasieseme_60028/minimalism-cfe6d2c8f791?sk=31d49de63eb9cad24dd81a38ae746895

#Minimalism #SimpleLiving #IntentionalLiving #LifeAfterLoss #DigitalMinimalism #WritingCommunity

Sometimes you don’t move on. You just learn how to live with the silence.

#SilentStrength #EmotionalResilience #UnspokenPain #LivingWithLoss #HealingJourney #MindfulSurvival #InnerPeace #QuietGrowth #EmotionalSilence #InstaReels #ReelThoughts #MentalHealthAwareness #LifeAfterLoss #Quotes #ShareInspireQuotes

https://blogmagazine2025.blogspot.com/2025/06/kelsey-parker-reveals-heartbreaking_23.html
#KelseyParker #TomParker #LifeAfterLoss #GriefJourney #HeartbreakingTruth #StrengthThroughSadness #HealingAfterLoss #CelebrityNews #KelseySpeaks #TomParkerTribute #InTheSpotlight #MentalHealthMatters #LoveAndLoss #WidowLife #RealityOfGrief #FamousButHuman #EmotionalReveal #TrendingNow #BlogBuzz2025 #PopCultureNews #ViralUpdate #InspiringThroughPain #TrueStrength #BreakingStory #HeartfeltMoment

Losing someone you love changes everything—but peace and happiness are still possible. 🌤️ Grief and joy can coexist. Healing doesn’t mean forgetting—it means remembering with love. 💛
https://de320.isrefer.com/go/UNTHINKABLE/Stuartn/
 #GriefHealing #FindingPeace #LifeAfterLoss #ThinkandGrowEducation #RayBehan #Life #LettingGo

I can honestly say, "I know who I am today because I knew you," But knowing you is also what caused my grief two years later. Join me and my therapists as we talk about its return.
#mentalhealth #grief #therapy #griefawareness #healingjourney #stopghosting #lifeafterloss #wicked #sundaysermon #love

https://rickollie.com/2025/04/13/navigating-life-after-heartache-and-illness/

I can honestly say, "I know who I am today because I knew you," But knowing you is also what caused my grief two years later. Join me and my therapists as we talk about its return.
#mentalhealth #grief #therapy #griefawareness #healingjourney #stopghosting #lifeafterloss #wicked #sundaysermon #love

https://rickollie.com/2025/04/13/navigating-life-after-heartache-and-illness/

Struggling to choose between Shradh Ceremonies and Online Memorials India? Our latest blog explores both! 🪔💻
#OnlineMemorials #TraditionalMemorials #RememberingLovedOnes #DigitalLegacy #GriefSupport #HonorTheirMemory #Memorials #CherishedMemories #ForeverInOurHearts #RestInPeace #Legacy #HealingJourney #LifeAfterLoss
https://www.missone.in/blog/online-memorials-vs-traditional-memorials/

The Shocking Truth: Can Family Therapy Backfire and Make Things Worse?

https://lifecounselingorlando.com/can-family-therapy-make-things-worse/

#therapist #traumarecovery #healthyboundaries #griefsupport #childloss #consciousvibrancy #selfhealer #griefandloss #copingskills #lifeafterloss #grievingprocess #widow #bookrelease #rockvillemd #signdesign #griefcoach #griefwork #talkaboutgrief #griefprocess #grievingquotes

@cosmiclibrarian
#AnthonyPeake discussing his latest book #CheatingTheFerryman. Many other #consciousness topics were discussed with the attendees.
Playlist: https://lnkd.in/erSq-Zbs
#Science #Education #Neuroscience #Memory #Brain #Lifeafterdeath #Lifeafterloss #Biology