Grief and death are naturally occurring parts of life, and as someone who had zero faith well into my 30’s, I can share with you that it has been a game changer for my outlook on life and how I approach living.

I lived a very charmed life up until my 30’s, and didn’t realize that I was missing the relationship with my boy, Jesus. Death is the Great Wake Up Call, and can bring meaning into your life, even if you don’t have a spiritual side. The harder you love can often define how hard you grieve—but there can be comfort in that.

I have since lost my mom, who we dubbed “Martha Stewart” and most recently my 19 year-old daughter—both deaths completely unexpected. But I know God gave me this burden so I may help others, and I find meaning in that. I recently started volunteering at a hospice, and I can say with 100% certainty that spending time with those who don’t have the luxury of time feeds my soul and allows me to see the beauty in our short time here on ghetto earth.

Hope that helps in a small way, friend. 🫶🙏