When the Storm Comes: Finding Light in the Darkest Times

Loss and grief are visitors no one asks for. They arrive quietly, without warning, take what we

thought we could never live without, and leave a silence that feels heavy in the chest. The emptiness is real: deep, raw, and aching,like a storm that sweeps through and leaves both devastation and a strange, uneasy stillness in its wake.

And yet… even in that silence, something soft and luminous waits for you.

Grief strips away the noise, the distractions, the illusions we cling to. What remains is subtle but

powerful: the gentle light that glimmers in still moments, the quiet courage of your spirit, and the

steady, unseen love that has been holding you all along,even when you could not feel it.

It may feel strange, almost impossible, but in being emptied, there is a fullness to be found. The soul remembers its wholeness not when life is smooth, but when it feels like everything is falling apart. In the cracks of your heart, in the spaces left behind by what is gone, life quietly reminds you: you are stronger than you know, braver than you believe, and more capable of love than you can yet see.

Loss is not gentle, but it is revealing. It shows the strength that quietly endures, the love that does

not vanish, and the courage that rises when we have no other choice. It teaches us tenderness,

patience, and the power of simply being present with ourselves, even when it hurts.

Grief deserves your care. Let yourself feel it fully. Let it rest where it needs to. And yet… listen softly

for the stillness beneath. Within you is something no loss can touch: a quiet light, a steady heart, a

spirit that will carry you forward even when the path feels uncertain.

Loss will not replace what you have lost. But it will remind you of something just as vital: you are

held. You are seen. You are enough. Always enough.

And in the darkest skies, remember stories like Beneath the Broken Sky, where even in moments of

fear and heartbreak, love, courage, and hope shine through. Sometimes the storm teaches us the

brightest truths: the light we seek has been inside us all along.