The Day I Lost It In The Card Aisle

Your tears aren't a burden. They're a witness.

When grief ambushes you in the most ordinary places.

I wasn't even planning to go there that day. I just needed dog food. Simple errand, in and out, nothing dramatic.

But I took a wrong turn somewhere past the seasonal stuff, and suddenly there I was—standing in front of rows and rows of Mother's Day cards. And then I saw it. One card that stopped me dead in my tracks: "To the love of my life, who made ordinary days beautiful."

Something in my chest just... cracked wide open.

Maybe you've had a moment like that. Maybe it was your card aisle. Maybe it was hearing "your song" on the radio, or catching a whiff of their cologne on a stranger walking by. Maybe it was seeing their favorite snack and realizing you don't need to buy it anymore.

Grief has this way of sneaking up on us in the places that feel the most normal. The most safe. The most ordinary. And when it happens, we feel like complete disasters.

But here's what I want to tell you: That breakdown in the card aisle? That was holy ground.

In this tender episode, I'm sharing the messy, real story of the day I completely lost it in Target—and why that moment changed everything about how I see my tears. Because your grief isn't a sign that you're doing it wrong. It's proof that you loved deeply.

Earthling, your love is not lost—it's just learning a new language. The porch light's on, the door's unlocked, and there's always room at this table for your beautiful, broken heart.

My website is coming soon with resources, support, and more conversations like this one. Until then, if this episode touched your heart, I'd be so grateful if you'd share it with someone who needs to hear these words.