One of the hardest parts of grief - is that the world keeps going, moving in ways we cannot. People think you’re ok, but you’re exhausted. People think you’re holding it together, but you’re barely hanging on. People see you smile, but they do not see how heavy your eyes and heart are. They can see your strength, but not the cost it carries you. Your calm, but not the noise you hear. . People cannot see all that we feel. Allow yourself space and grace - to transform into the new version of you. Growth like a caterpillar, wings like a butterfly, and strength like a God. xo