Tears on aisle 7

You’re doing fine. Really, you are.

Then you pass his favorite cereal in aisle seven.

And suddenly you’re standing there blinking hard, hoping nobody notices.

If you’ve lost someone you love, you know that moment.

Grief doesn’t keep a schedule.

It shows up at the grocery store. At 2 a.m.

Or in the middle of a meeting when somebody laughs exactly the way he used to.

I know this one personally.

My best friend and business partner, Michele, died of a brain tumor in her mid-40s.

She was a captivating human being.

She could own a room in a cherry-red dress with nothing more than a tilt of her chin.

Now, even years later, my heart squeezes when I think about her.

But here’s what I’ve learned, in my own life and with the clients I work with.

The love itself isn’t the problem.

The heavy part is everything that piles up around it …

The guilt over what you didn’t say.

The conversations you keep replaying, trying to change the ending.

And something even harder to spot …

Some people start shutting down the part of themselves that knows how to laugh.

Because joy feels like a betrayal.

It looks like loyalty.

But over time it costs them their sleep and their spark.

This is where hypnosis can help.

It leaves the love exactly where it is.

And it softens the sharp edges: the guilt, the what-ifs, the 2 a.m. replays.

Then the memories that make you cry today can become something you’re glad you have.

You won’t have to retell the hardest parts over and over.

The sessions are gentle and focused, and most clients start feeling lighter within a few weeks.

If you’d like to talk about what that might look like for you, I’d love to hear from you.

Schedule a free consultation here.

And if you’re not ready yet, that’s okay too.

Grief keeps its own time.

I’ll be here when you are.