Riding the Waves of Grief: Finding Joy Amidst the Storm

Even though I choose to look for the joy, my grief is still so real and so deep. I was telling a friend last week—you just have to take it day by day.

I always tell people: grief is like waves. It’s always there.
Some days, the waves are small and you barely notice them lapping at your feet.
Some days, you remember and embrace the memories—you even enjoy riding the waves.
And some days… the wave crashes so hard it knocks you flat on your back, and you feel like you might drown.

You can see some of the big waves coming—holidays, birthdays, anniversaries. But other days, they come out of nowhere, catching you off guard.

In those moments, cling to God.
Hold tight to the good memories.
Search for joy when you can.
Count your blessings.

And never, ever let go of God’s promise to see your sweet child again. 🙏

But also—embrace your grief.
There are seasons when I barely sleep. I cry almost non-stop. I don’t want to get out of bed.
I’m in one of those seasons right now.
And that’s okay.

Deal with your grief in your own way.
Don’t let anyone dictate how you’re supposed to grieve.
This is your journey. No one else fully understands your pain, because every loss is different, even if they seem similar.

Your people—your circle—may not always understand.
But they will love you. And they will stand by you. 💛