The Heart of Everything


Grief is one thing which I constantly mull over, and tussel with. She grabs me by the legs some times and leaves me winded in the dust. Other times Grief gently runs her hand over my forehead, crooning soothing tones to my broken heart.


With grief comes so many things no one tells you about. That two years later, you might raise your head to the sky and scream vulgar words whilst Grief, ever present, ever looking on, stands by with her head hung low.


Our silent witness, our loving companion, our lost love, idly following you throughout your day, hovering by your shoulder. Sometimes you can’t see her, but you feel her, and know she is not far away. Her purpose is to remind us; remind us of a heart that once beat softly in an orchestra of heart beats, or a heart that raced with joy. A heart no one else will gently peel back and learn about anymore.

And with the loss of this heart, steps forward Grief, and all the emotions she will bear witness to.







When we lose someone, Grief tempts us to stay alone. Protect yourself. Try to get on with it. Move forward or time will move forward without you. Your heart still aches, and you may not realize it.

The Grief Café has become a place for us to feel everything. Our topic for this week is “emotions”. Simply put: what has Grief witnessed you go through?

I hope to see many new faces, and I hope to hear your stories. It is my greatest honour that people trust us enough to share their truths, their Grief Reality.

You are never alone. Lighten the load.

The Grief Café’s tickets are linked here.

Have a beautiful day.

Evee x

6 thoughts on “The Heart of Everything

  1. palmtreesandloyalties – I figured it's important that I explain why I chose the Palm tree instead of the Pine tree. Both are beautiful and similar in one way. They both bend with the storms that pass, but still stand. This blog is just that. "Its me, still standing!" I now a make a pledge to very often find things to write about and always put an interesting spin on how I write about them. Hint hint...there will always be humour attached. This blog will be for those who like to read and see the fun and adventure in life. Not keen on talking about it. So I will write about it! Let's go!
    palmtreesandloyalties says:

    Beautiful post. It’s true that grief is different all the time. Sometimes even minute to minute. It changes everything and everyone.

  2. LaDonna Remy – United States – I am a trauma and attachment therapist, who works in a private practice setting. My passion is in exploring and supporting exploration of the human condition. I love writing, reading, learning, exploring nature, and spending time in connection with those I love. My blog, Perspective on Trauma. shares thoughts on a variety of topics including social justice, emotional well-being, trauma and attachment, grief and loss, and moving forward. I am hopeful you will find something that speaks to you here. I welcome your thoughts and comments.
    Perspective on Trauma says:

    This is such a beautifully written poem. Truly relatable.

  3. Anna Waldherr – A practicing attorney for over 20 years, Anna Waldherr is today a writer and advocate for the poor. She is the author of The Rose Garden – A Daughter’s Story, a first-hand account of child abuse and recovery, and An Evangelical on the Left, an examination of the politics of religion and the place of faith in public life. Anna blogs on religion, politics, and social justice at A Lawyer's Prayers, and on abuse-related issues at A Voice Reclaimed, Surviving Child Abuse
    Anna Waldherr says:

    This beautifully expresses the mix of emotions that accompany grief.

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