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You know that feeling... the quiet dread before the workweek begins, the sense of life slipping by in the name of a paycheck, the pull of something more meaningful that just won’t go away. You’re not imagining it. You’re not being ungrateful. You’re standing at one of life’s most defining crossroads...

It's not a pretty place. Not a place you would visit on purpose. If you’ve found yourself here — deep in the Grieving Grove — you’re not alone. At some point in life, we all find ourselves here.

It often takes a collapse to realize how much we’ve been holding. I provided one-on-one patient care for nearly four decades - compassionate, consistent, and deeply invested. It was the kind of work that came from the heart, and I wore my ability to show up for others like a badge of honor. I was the reliable one. The helper. The steady hand in someone else’s storm. And then came a storm of my own.

Life often throws curveballs we never saw coming. A sudden job loss after years of loyalty. A divorce that breaks more than just a relationship. A realization in the mirror that aging is happening faster than we imagined. These shakeups can leave us limping - physically, emotionally, and spiritually - wondering where our old confidence disappeared to and whether we can ever get it back.