Grief is Like Black Ice

The surface looks safe.

You think you are steady.

Then, without warning, you lose balance.

You fall before you understand what happened.

The shock rattles you.

The ache lingers long after you rise.

You tell yourself you can keep walking.

You pretend you are fine.

But inside, the bruises remain.

They throb when no one else can see.

They whisper reminders in the quiet.

That is the nature of loss:

It does not always announce itself.

It sneaks in suddenly.

It shatters without mercy.

And no matter how carefully you tread,

you are never quite the same afterward.

Your steps are different.

Your heart remembers the slip.

Always.

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This metaphor will be featured in an upcoming book.   

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Grief is Like a Donut offers gentle support for those navigating the heartache of loss. Beautifully illustrated and poetic, this book uses metaphors, and images to reflect the confusion, numbness, and unexpected pockets of sweetness that grief can bring.

Perfect for times when focus is difficult, each metaphor is independent, so the book can be read a little at a time and in any order. It is a companion for moments when you need to pause, reflect, or simply feel understood.

Rather than trying to define grief, this book illuminates the many ways loss shows up in our bodies, minds, and lives, offering comfort, validation, and the sense of being seen.

This metaphor will be featured in an upcoming book.   

Find my first book, Grief is Like a Donut, on Amazon:

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