“Don’t let grief destroy the part of you, you need the most. “

– Christina Rasmussen

When Sugar Calls You, Don’t Answer the Phone.

This Message in a bottle is for you if over the last few years you have gained weight and no matter what you do you can’t release it. It has surrounded you like a protective layer that keeps you inside the waiting room. If this speaks to you keep reading but forgive me for this week’s letter. Weight loss is my weak spot. It was always difficult but after loss it became almost impossible to…

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The 10 Things I Wish My Doctor Told Me After Loss

At first, I could not eat any food. I could not even smell it. I felt nauseous and my body had almost shut down digestion. No appetite. No remembering to eat. I dropped down to 116 pounds and I didn’t realize it. I looked in the mirror and I didn’t recognize myself. My body did not want to live anymore and it was making it clear to me. As time went by, I slowly started to eat again. But…

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Self Care After Devastating Loss

Something catastrophic happens to our ability to care for ourselves when we go through a devastating loss. We disown our body. We detach from it. We only feel and see our heads and our heart. The physical body is forgotten. We don’t shower, dress nicely, eat well, go to the doctors, move, rest. We don’t care about it. We drag it through life as if it is not important. And I am guilty as charged.…

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Water, Electricity, Some Food in Your Fridge and a Good Shower

There will be many mistakes in your life after loss if you live it fully. You will make the wrong turns. You will absolutely say the wrong things. Date the wrong people. At least once or twice. Spent money you shouldn’t have spent. Buy the wrong house. Go for the wrong job. Make mistakes as a parent. Many of them. Your house is more messy than ever. Your kitchen is a disaster. It’s ok, the…

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The Walk

What if you wake up a little earlier in the morning to go for a short walk, just until the summer is over. Before the kids wake up. Before your work day begins. Before anyone needs something from you. What if you put on your running shoes, your jogging pants and walk out the door. A cup of coffee or tea at hand on your way to breathe the air, take life in. Looking for the sun, hearing the birds…

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You Are Not Crazy, You Are Grieving.

The moon hangs the same way, unmovable. The stars shine with the same glitter, bright. The streets stay in their strong concrete, unchanged. The sun rises, unstoppable. The birds sing, still. Life continues almost as if nothing has changed. Unless life is seen through you. Then everything is different. The moon is heavier. The stars are more obvious than before. The streets feel tougher.…

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It Has to Be Easy at First

After someone we love dies we spend years in this untamed pain. We spend every waking hour tortured. We learn to survive the big, deadly waves. We get hit, over and over again. We get dragged in the water, and thrown out unconscious. Unconscious. But we are not dead. Just our mind is. Our feelings have left our body. Our heart doesn’t know what to feel with the hourly, daily impact. When the…

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Find a Flat Surface to Walk on

I don’t know when it stopped. But it finally did. The race. The climbing. The maze. The thousands of thoughts speaking all at once. The impossible obstacles. Sending the arrow out as if the target was the toughest target to hit. Living in hardship ended for me. I was no longer chasing the impossible dreams, so I could get further away from grief. I was no longer striving to change the world, so…

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Laugh Out Loud After Loss

What if I told you there is a place in your life where you get to laugh again out loud. What if, no matter where you have been, how much you have suffered and how steep the hill is ahead.. you too can have magical moments. While you are climbing. While you are in pain. While you are lost. You can find a moment where joy can sneak in. I actually remember the first laugh I experienced after loss.…

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My God

People always ask me if I believe in God. People have written to me and asked me why I didn’t include God in my book. Why I don’t mention God in my writing, how could I leave God out. I was raised as a Greek Orthodox and only knew about God through the Greek Church. Prayers were automatic. God was a part of my schooling, my neighborhood and part of the language. As I grew up and moved to…

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