The Pressure to Keep Showing Up: Permission to Grieve While You Work


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Ember & Bloom

Hi there,

I've been thinking a lot about the widows I talk with who are leaders. Superintendents. Nurses. Accountants. The ones holding families together while their own world has shifted. And there's something they all say to me.

Most of us believe we have to make a choice: either we show up for work, or we grieve. Either we're strong, or we're falling apart. Either we hold it together, or we break.

But what if that's not the choice at all?

What if grief isn't something that disqualifies you from your work—what if it actually deepens it? What if you can sit in a meeting and be steady AND cry in your car on the way? What if you can make decisions that matter AND keep tissues in your pocket?

I learned something about this over five years. And this week's blog is about what I learned.

Read this week's blog: The Pressure to Keep Showing Up. It's a short one, and it's for anyone who has to show up—to work, to leadership, to people who need them to be steady.

Just for You

Something to Try

This week, notice one moment when you gave yourself permission to feel something. Maybe it was crying in the car. Maybe it was excusing yourself from a conversation. Maybe it was just letting your face break. Don't change anything. Just notice. That noticing is the beginning of honoring what matters.

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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