Navigating Grief During the Holidays: A Personal Reflection

Grand Rising, beautiful souls.
I felt called today to share a little of what’s been weighing on my heart. Grief during the holidays has a way of shifting its shape—sometimes it’s quiet and almost gentle, and other times it rushes in loud, heavy, and unexpected. Over the last two days, those waves have been loud for me. I’ve been feeling the ache of missing my dad, especially with Easter approaching.

Growing up, Easter with him was a huge family event—full of food, laughter, chaos, and connection. Those memories feel like they belong to a different lifetime, yet this week it’s as if no time has passed at all. I’ve found myself pulled back into the younger version of me, the one who felt the loss of him so deeply. Not just the loss of his physical presence, but the loss of what was: innocence, guidance, tradition, and the warmth of family gathered around a table.

And while I know our connection isn’t truly gone—it has simply changed form—I still feel the ache. He’s shown me in so many ways that he’s still around. Just yesterday, I saw a gentleman walking out of a store who resembled him so closely it stopped me in my tracks. In moments like that, I lean into my faith and my understanding of the spirit world. I trust the subtle, sacred ways our loved ones show up to support us. But even with that knowing, the emotions still arise—raw, tender, unfiltered—asking to be witnessed, honored, and released.

My heart aches. My eyes have shed more tears than I expected. And part of the grief now is realizing that my children will never know him or the family dynamic that once existed. It’s wild how the entire landscape of life can shift after one person passes. And it’s not just him I feel the absence of—I feel the void left by my grandparents and all the loved ones who’ve transitioned. Big life changes, new chapters, and personal growth have a way of stirring up those old layers of grief we thought we had already moved through.

If you’re moving through something similar this Easter weekend, please honor it. Feel it. Let it breathe. Look at old pictures. Make a favorite dish. Light a candle. Talk to your guides. Whisper to your loved ones in spirit. And reach out to someone who can understand and hold space for your heart.

I’ve been feeling called to create a sacred space for those navigating this tender, complicated grief—a place to share, remember, support, and simply be without feeling alone. If that’s something you’d want to be part of, let me know. You don’t have to walk through these waves by yourself.

Love never dies, and neither does connection.
I’m holding you in my heart if you’re grieving this weekend.

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