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Grief changed my life, but it didn’t become my identity. The writing you’ll find here is about learning to live alongside loss—the questions that never get answered, the ordinary moments that suddenly matter more, and the quiet ways grief changes who we become. I don’t write because I have the answers. I write because I know what it’s like to keep moving through life after loss and to search for words that feel honest while you do. If something here makes you feel a little less alone, then it has done exactly what I hoped it would. If you’d like to read along, I’d love to have you here. To be part of my community, enter your email address below.
Emily Racette VA & Grief Writer Living Alongside Grief: Post 35 I’m Learning to Live in a World I Never Wanted There are obvious ways grief changes a person. You expect the tears. You expect the loneliness. You expect the anniversaries and the empty chairs and the moments that take your breath away. What no one tells you is that grief quietly changes hundreds of little things too. It changes how you look at time. It changes how you look at people. It changes how you look at yourself. For me,...
Emily Racette VA & Grief Writer Living Alongside Grief: Post 34 I’m Learning to Live in a World I Never Wanted There are days when I still have the same thought I’ve had since the beginning. I’m supposed to live in a world where they don’t exist??? I know they’re gone. Of course I know they’re gone. I was there. I’ve lived through the phone calls, the funerals, the birthdays they’ve missed, the holidays that feel different, and all of the ordinary Thursdays in between. I know it. But...
Emily Racette Virtual Services Heart 2 Help Circle: Post 31 The Subtle Ways Grief Changes How You See the World There are the loud parts of loss — the shock, the tears, the moment everything changes. And then there are the quieter parts. The ones that don’t arrive all at once. The ones you notice later, in the middle of everyday life. The way certain things land heavier than they used to. The way other things stop feeling as important. The way you move through familiar places and feel...