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Sit down my sweet children and let me tell you a s

Sit down my sweet children and let me tell you a story. A story about the greatest woman I’ve ever known, the story of your grandmother.

A woman with beauty greater than any princess you’ve read about, for her beauty illuminated from the inside. It was authentic and undeniable.

A woman with strength greater than Wonder Woman and Batgirl combined.

A woman with compassion equal to Mother Teresa and Maya Angelou.

A woman with a heart of gold and a soul designed for giving.

A woman with love deeper than the sea and more powerful than a hurricane.

A woman with devotion more consistent than the very heartbeat within your chest.

A woman with hope brighter than the most colorful flower and as graceful as a dove.

A woman with faith as strong as a bear and as captivating as a rainbow.

Remember her as you journey through life. Never be afraid to ask about her life or her stories. You were blessed with a one-of-a-kind grandmother, the kind that lives in heaven, but also the kind worth honoring, always.

Sit down my precious children, I can’t wait to tell you the stories of your grandmother.

A woman worth knowing. A woman worth missing. A woman worth remembering.

A beautiful woman, your grandmother.

xox, Chels

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On your hardest days, what do you try to remember

On your hardest days, what do you try to remember to regain hope?

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She asks “How do I prepare for the funeral of my

She asks “How do I prepare for the funeral of my mother? It’s tomorrow and I need advice. I need your advice. You’ve been here.” My heart breaks, though I’m honored she has reached out to me, a woman who lives each day with the absence of my mother. In this moment, I wish I had a wand to wipe away her pain and erase her loss. I wish she didn’t need advice for preparing for her mother’s funeral, instead I wish she had her mother. I wish we both did.

I take a deep breath and try to think of any words that would provide “advice” for a moment like this. I can’t think of anything that could have shielded my heart from the pain of my mother’s funeral and lowering her beneath the dirt. I can’t think of anything that could have softened the sting of seeing her lifeless body on display for everyone we know. I can’t think of anything that could have prepared me for that day, those endless hours, and that ceremony signifying the end.

I close my eyes and demand my brain to start finding words and ideas to share with this sweet soul. I pray that something, anything, will come to my heart to help her heal hers. Deep down I know it’s not words that can heal, but time. Time and people are what helped me through my darkest moments of grief and loss.

I open my eyes as tears begin to stream down my face. I think back to her question about one of the most difficult days of my life and try to find the answer to how I survived it. I grab my phone and type this response:

Today will be a day unlike any other. It will finalize the deep loss you’ve just experienced. It will demand you comprehend this new fate, the one you’re working desperately to run from. It’s truly a day that will take your breath away and have you in an ebb and flow of love and trauma and hope and pain.

Today will be the day you have to stare at the delicate finality of life for hours, while family, friends, and strangers pass by and acknowledge it too. It will be a day you learn the heaviness of wood, dirt and stone in harsh new ways. It will be a day that feels unbearable in ways you can’t explain and incomprehensible in ways that you wish didn’t exist.

CONTINUED IN COMMENTS…

Grief and fear and anxiety… © Chelsea Ohlemille

Grief and fear and anxiety…
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Oh sweet child, I watch as you tell people I am go

Oh sweet child, I watch as you tell people I am gone. I know it’s your delicate way of saying I have died but what you don’t realize is that your statement couldn’t be further from the truth. While it seems this way, I promise you I am not gone. I never was. In all honesty, I never truly left completely.

While pieces of me drifted to eternity, portions of me stayed right here with you, never leaving. The most meaningful pieces of who I was and who I am are right there inside of you, without the possibility of ever going anywhere.

I listen as you say I am gone with tears in your eyes and a completely broken heart and I wish you could feel me right here beside you. I love you with an intensity that would never allow me to leave you alone. I can’t show up for you anymore in the way you wished, and the way I did before, but beautiful girl, I am by your side forever. I promise.

While I left my body behind and all of my pain, I got to keep the pride, the love and all of the beauty from the life I lived. It’s the most glorious thing, more brilliant than anything anyone ever taught me about eternity and heaven. While I can’t see and hear everything you do, it’s like a spark lights and fireworks prance across eternity every time you think of me or say my name.

I can always tell if you’re reminiscing with hope or sorrow for the colors of the illuminations change with your emotion. On the days you think of me and smile my space is filled with undeniable radiance, on the days you think of me in pain, the sparkle is dimmer but still breathtaking. My hope for you is that one day the only way you will think of me is through love and light and hope.

I wish I could take your pain and your longing, just like mine was taken from me but that's not how life works. That’s how eternity works, and while it’s captivating and perfect, I don’t want you here for a very long time. I want you to enjoy the pricelessness of what remains. I want you to live out your dreams and pursue some of your wildest adventures.

I want you to make a legacy for yourself, not just work to extend mine. I want you to live a life…CONTINUED IN COMMENTS…

💙 © Chelsea Ohlemiller: www.hopeandharshrealit

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