Around Week Six, My Phone Went Quiet | Ember & Bloom


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Ember & Bloom

Hi friend,

Today I want to talk about a loss that surprised me. Not losing Gary. The second one. The one that came after.

In the first two weeks after Gary died, my phone never stopped. Then around week six, it got quiet. And some of the people I was most sure of, the ones I would have bet everything on, I never heard from again.

If that's happened to you, you know how much it stings. You start lying awake keeping a list of who called and who didn't. And you start to wonder if maybe it means something about you.

It doesn't. I promise you it doesn't. I learned something that took the poison out of that list, and it changed how I see every person who stepped back.

I wrote about it here: When the People You Counted On Disappear

And like a lot of widows, I had more to say than one blog could hold, so I talked it on my podcast, Widow's Permission Slips.

Something to Try

This week, turn the list around.

Instead of counting who disappeared,
write down three people who showed up.
The ones you expected, and the surprises too.

Then pick one name and send a text. Nothing fancy.
Thank you for showing up for me.
That's the whole message.

It waters what's actually growing.
And it turns your eyes toward the door that's already open.

I'll meet you here again next Monday.
Until then, take one small breath and know that it is enough.

Hugs 💜💚
— Gladys

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