I forgot to send this. And that's okay.


Greetings From

Ember & Bloom

Hi friend,

You may have noticed this is landing later than usual. There's a story there, and it turned into this week's whole message.

For the first time since January, I completely forgot to write my blog and send my Monday note. It just slipped my mind. And instead of beating myself up about it, I did something different. I gave myself grace.

That got me thinking about all the reasons we forget to be gentle with ourselves. And then, floating around a lazy river this weekend, watching a giant bucket of water fill up and dump on the people below, I found the picture for it. Because grief works an awful lot like that bucket. And so does the grace we forget to give ourselves when it hits.

Read the blog here: Give Yourself Grace

And for the bucket, and what a lazy river taught me about the grief that hits when you least expect it, come listen to this week's episode of my podcast, Widow's Permission Slips. You can find it on my website, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Audible, and wherever else you listen.

Just for You

Something to Try

This week, catch yourself in one unkind moment.

The next time you hear that voice, the one that says you should be handling this better,pause.

Ask yourself one question
Would I say this to a someone I love?

If you wouldn't say it to her, don't say it to yourself.
Say the kinder thing instead. That's grace, and you deserve it.

I'll meet you here again next Monday (unless, of course, I'm late).
Until then, take one small breath and know that it is enough.

Hugs 💜💚
— Gladys

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