Hey, Griever,
I talk a lot about how we are not alone in our grief. In fact, helping others to feel less alone was a huge reason why I started this Substack!
Not being alone in our grief is not just a nice thing to say, though.
I really believe it.
In this episode of “Hey, Griever,” I share a story from my childhood and a story from a few weeks ago. Each was an “aha” to show that we are not alone in our grief.
Take good care,
Erin
Hi, I’m Erin, and I’ve been grieving since I took my first breath.
I was born under the heavy cloud of anticipatory grief, and I knew - in my bones - that I would outlive my older sister.
Gina had severe cerebral palsy. She needed constant care for even her most basic needs.
She died in 2016 at the age of 45. Now at 47, I am reaching ages my older sister never reached.
In my micro-memoir, “Awaiting the Call for 40 Years” (working title,) I share my lifelong experience of grief. My hope is that by sharing my own grief story, you feel less alone in your grief.
Thank you for supporting my work. And please know, Griever, that you’re not alone.
