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Just refreshed my jewelry box with stunning pieces from @susanshaw! From timeless staples to bold statements, their jewelry is my go-to for elevating every outfit. ✨ Truly unmatched quality that I reach for every day. | Susan Shaw
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We have to admit our capacity and be helpful from that starting point. We are all capable, but at different levels. This is how i can be helpful. What about you? #griefsupport #protest | Susan Shaw
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We have to admit our capacity and be helpful from that starting point. We are all capable, but at different levels. This is how i can be helpful. What about you? #griefsupport #protest | Susan Shaw
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After William died on a family trip, travel became heavy in ways it never was before. Airports. Mountains. Hotels. They all carry memory now. And still, we don’t want fear to shrink our children’s world. We want them to be curious. To see beauty. To know that grief and living can coexist. This isn’t about being brave. It’s about being intentional. #childloss #parentingafterloss #griefandtravel #bereavementmom #continuingbonds #raisingchildren | Susan Shaw
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After William died on a family trip, travel became heavy in ways it never was before. Airports. Mountains. Hotels. They all carry memory now. And still, we don’t want fear to shrink our children’s world. We want them to be curious. To see beauty. To know that grief and living can coexist. This isn’t about being brave. It’s about being intentional. #childloss #parentingafterloss #griefandtravel #bereavementmom #continuingbonds #raisingchildren | Susan Shaw
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Something I didn’t know until five years after William died: not everyone gets an autopsy. When the medical examiner told us he died from blunt force trauma to the head and chest, we assumed that was an autopsy. It wasn’t. We were in shock. In a fog. We didn’t think to ask. It’s very likely William died in a skiing accident. But it’s also possible there was a medical event that caused him to go off the trail. I sit with those questions. I have that mom gut feeling. And I also know we’ll never tr
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Something I didn’t know until five years after William died: not everyone gets an autopsy. When the medical examiner told us he died from blunt force trauma to the head and chest, we assumed that was an autopsy. It wasn’t. We were in shock. In a fog. We didn’t think to ask. It’s very likely William died in a skiing accident. But it’s also possible there was a medical event that caused him to go off the trail. I sit with those questions. I have that mom gut feeling. And I also know we’ll never tr
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No matter how our children died, so many of us arrive at the same place: self-blame. We search for the moment we could’ve changed everything. We carry guilt that doesn’t belong to us. And we suffer quietly because we think no one else feels it too. Learning that we were never in control is not a one-time realization — it’s a long, tender process. One that’s easier when we walk it together. If you’re a bereaved mom and this feels familiar, you’re not alone. If you love one, please be gentle — thi
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No matter how our children died, so many of us arrive at the same place: self-blame. We search for the moment we could’ve changed everything. We carry guilt that doesn’t belong to us. And we suffer quietly because we think no one else feels it too. Learning that we were never in control is not a one-time realization — it’s a long, tender process. One that’s easier when we walk it together. If you’re a bereaved mom and this feels familiar, you’re not alone. If you love one, please be gentle — thi
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One of the quietest, hardest parts of transformational loss is realizing how much your capacity has changed. After William died, my world was already beyond full. Then, a few years later, my dad died. And I wasn’t able to hold that grief in the way I wish I could have—for my family, or even for myself. I’ve carried guilt about that. I still do sometimes. But here’s what I know now: There was no universe in which my mind or my body could take on more. We were already surviving something enormous
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One of the quietest, hardest parts of transformational loss is realizing how much your capacity has changed. After William died, my world was already beyond full. Then, a few years later, my dad died. And I wasn’t able to hold that grief in the way I wish I could have—for my family, or even for myself. I’ve carried guilt about that. I still do sometimes. But here’s what I know now: There was no universe in which my mind or my body could take on more. We were already surviving something enormous
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When the pain of grief started to soften, I was terrified. Not because I was “better”… but because I thought the pain was the only thing still connecting me to my son. No one tells you this part. That when your body can’t survive that level of pain forever, fear can rush in instead. If you’ve felt this too, you’re not broken. You’re grieving. 🤍 Comment grief to get on my mailing list. | Susan Shaw
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When the pain of grief started to soften, I was terrified. Not because I was “better”… but because I thought the pain was the only thing still connecting me to my son. No one tells you this part. That when your body can’t survive that level of pain forever, fear can rush in instead. If you’ve felt this too, you’re not broken. You’re grieving. 🤍 Comment grief to get on my mailing list. | Susan Shaw
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When the pain of grief started to change, I was scared. I thought the pain was the connection. I didn’t yet know that love stays — it just asks to be carried differently. I had to learn new ways to stay connected to my son. Ways that didn’t break my body. Ways that let me keep living and still be his mom. If this part of grief resonates with you, you’re not alone. 🤍 Comment LOVE and I’ll send you some of the ways I learned to stay connected. And follow along if you’re navigating this too. | Sus
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I realized in that moment why child loss makes people so uncomfortable. I am living the thing everyone says they couldn’t survive. And yet — I’m here. Loving. Parenting. Laughing. Grieving. Choosing life again and again. Maybe that’s why people don’t know what to say. Because looking at me means imagining the unthinkable. If you’re here because you’ve lost a child, or you’re afraid to imagine it — you’re not alone. | Susan Shaw
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December asks grieving parents to perform joy while carrying the deepest absence. There’s an unspoken pressure to be “better by now.” But child loss doesn’t follow calendars, holidays, or other people’s comfort levels. If you’re still grieving your child — years later — you’re not behind. You’re loving. I will never stop grieving my son William because I will never stop loving him. If you’re supporting someone who is grieving, please know: your presence matters more than your timeline. 🤍 If thi
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Today, my living children blew out the candles on William’s 16th birthday cake. Not because he’s gone. But because he still belongs. This is what continuing bonds look like. This is what sibling love looks like after loss. This is how families learn to hold both grief and joy at the same table. We don’t stop celebrating our children because they die. We keep celebrating them because they lived. Because they matter. Because love doesn’t disappear when a body does. For William. For his brothers. F
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From the very start, their relationship was bound to be different. After William died, we wanted Kai to know what it meant to be a brother again. So Bodhi was born into a family holding both deep grief and deep love. It hasn’t been perfect. It’s been real. Five years of learning each other, bumping into each other, choosing each other. Proof that love persists. Proof that joy can grow alongside loss. Proof that, for our family, this was the right choice. Watching their bond unfold has been one o
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No warning. No sign. Just an ordinary day that I didn’t know would be William’s last. These are the very last pictures I have of his life. That’s the cruelty of child loss — the world looks the same, right up until it doesn’t. I share this not to frighten anyone, but to honor him… and to remind you to love your people loudly, messily, imperfectly. Because we never know. If this resonates, follow me. I talk about grief, love, and what it means to keep going when your world breaks. 💚 Comment GRIE
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My dead son William still lives in our home. Because we say his name. Because we refuse to tuck him away. And in that honesty, my living children know him, love him, and get to grieve their brother in the only real, healthy way we’ve found —wide open, all together. How have you brought your dead child into your home? Share and follow.💚💚💚 | Susan Shaw
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So many parents are carrying the weight of what’s next. Where will they go to college? Will they be successful? Are we doing enough? Are we giving them every advantage? And the kids feel it too. The pressure. The stress. The constant measuring. Grief changes everything. As a bereaved mom, my definition of success is painfully simple now. I don’t need prestige or accolades or a perfect résumé. I want my child to be loved. To love others. To feel content in their body and their life. And most of a
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Grief math…..People don’t talk about this part of child loss. William was alive for 9 years and 2 months. And in April of 2028… he will have been dead longer than he was alive. There’s something so unbearable about that math — knowing the days without him will someday outnumber the days I had with him. But I keep saying his name. I keep telling his story. Because love doesn’t end, even when time keeps moving. If you’ve faced a milestone like this — or one you’re dreading — tell me in the comment
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Are we strong? Or are we just getting by? Let me know how you feel as a bereaved parent 💚 And follow along for more real talk about child loss . | Susan Shaw
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William’s life was short, but it was packed with joy—beach days, ski days, wild days full of movement and laughter. He lived with a kind of freedom most adults spend their whole lives chasing. I wish for more time, always. But I’m so proud of how he filled the time he had—with courage, wonder, and love. 💚 For those of you who’ve also lost a child—tell me about them. What kind of life did your child live? What made them light up inside? I’d love to hear their stories. Let’s fill this space with
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December holds both the day William was born and all the days I’ve had to live without him. As his birthday gets closer, the grief gets heavier. The missing gets louder. And my whole body remembers what it felt like to love him in real time. 💚 If you’re grieving someone this month, I’m right here with you. You don’t have to carry it alone. Comment “GRIEF” and I’ll send you a link to free resources to help you feel supported—or to share with the people who love you. 💚 And if you feel called to
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t’s in the noticing. The quiet signs of grief we so often overlook— the empty space beside them, the far-off stare, the way their shoulders carry more than we can see. And then the shift that happens when someone is brave enough to speak their person’s name. It’s small, but it’s everything. Just notice. Just care. Just say their name. If this resonates, comment NOTICE and I’ll send you resources to help you better support the grieving people in your life. | Susan Shaw
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