To the Grieving Woman

 

Grief doesn’t care about your schedule.

It sneaks into quiet moments and crashes into loud ones. 
It shows up uninvited—on your way to work, while folding laundry, in the middle of a laugh.

And it is *so* heavy.

Maybe you’ve lost a person. 
Maybe you’ve lost a dream. 
Maybe you’ve lost a version of yourself you’ll never get back.

Whatever shape it takes—your grief is welcome here.

You don’t have to hide it. 
You don’t have to soften it. 
You don’t have to “be okay.”

This retreat is not about moving on. 
It’s about making space. 
For the tears. For the silence. For the remembering.

Grief isn’t linear. It isn’t tidy. And it isn’t shameful.

You are allowed to carry it. 
You are allowed to set it down for a while. 
You are allowed to be a woman in mourning *and* a woman who laughs.

Let this be a place where your sorrow is not rushed— 
Where your story is not minimized— 
Where your heart is held, just as it is.

You don’t have to grieve alone.