Grief catches me off guard all the time. Today I received some really good news. I wanted to share it immediately with my baby. I wanted those words of encouragement. I wanted the encouraging words of pride and adoration. I wanted to hear “Go Meeks, Good Job baby”

The first person I wanted to share my joy with isn't with me anymore. And that broke my heart all over again. I came home and thought about all the times I struggled and all the encouragement, love, and trust my honey provided me. Would I have even made it this far without him?

Learning to clap for myself and keep pushing will be my biggest challenge. I love the way he lit up with pride about me. It fueled my passion.

Grief is…not being able to share with the most important person in your life…and continuing to move forward anyway 😞