Looking back I’m shocked at how much I allowed societal norms and expectations to determine how I grieved Dominic’s death.
I withheld grace from myself that I would have gladly and freely given to another heart who just buried a child. Somehow I thought I had to soldier on in spite of the unbearable sorrow, pain, horror and worldview shattering loss I was enduring.
And the further I got from the date of his accident, the more I expected from myself.
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Grief is a tricky thing and everyone seems to have an opinion about it. You take as much time as you need to grieve and in whatever manner you feel is best for you. After experiencing a missed miscarriage last year, I learned that grief takes many forms and phases. Be kind to yourself. Thank you for sharing ❤
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