Grief doesn’t take all the love with it - it just leaves it with nowhere to land.

In this tender porch conversation, Ro gently explores what to do with the love that remains after loss. From unexpected tears to the ache of unspent affection, this episode invites you to hold your love with kindness and discover new places it can flow—whether it’s reading to shelter dogs or holding hands with kindergartners.

You’ll hear encouragement, a soft breath prayer, and a reminder that your love is not wasted. Not one bit.

🎧 Runtime: ~10 minutes
🕯️ Gentle faith-based support
🕊️ Includes breath prayer + practical comfort ideas

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.

When Grief Hits in the Grocery Store

Perfect for anyone navigating loss, supporting a grieving friend, or wondering why the produce section made them cry last Tuesday.

You went in for bananas and milk. Somehow you're ugly-crying in the bread aisle, wondering what just happened to your Tuesday afternoon.

Here's the thing nobody tells you about grief: it doesn't wait for the "appropriate" moments. It sneaks into Target runs and coffee shop visits. It shows up when you're just trying to buy cereal and suddenly remember he's never going to eat breakfast with you again.

If you've ever had a grief ambush in the most ordinary places—this gentle chat is for you. We're talking about why the small things become big, how Jesus meets us in aisle 7, and one simple tool that became my lifeline during those early grocery store meltdowns.

Because friend, you're not falling apart. You're being human. And that tender heart of yours? It's not broken—it's just learning a new language.

Perfect for anyone navigating loss, supporting a grieving friend, or wondering why the produce section made them cry last Tuesday.

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.

Growth happens underground first. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's not happening.

When putting on real pants feels like a victory.

Let's talk about small wins. And when I say small, I mean tiny. Microscopic. Like "I put on real pants today" small. Like "I opened my Bible, got overwhelmed after two verses, and shut it again" small. Like "I brushed my teeth and only cried a little bit" small.

If that's the season you're in—if getting through the day feels like a marathon and putting on pants without elastic waistbands feels like a victory—this episode is for you.

Here's what grief does that nobody really warns you about: it turns the tiniest tasks into mountains. Normal routines suddenly become Everest. Getting out of bed feels like climbing a cliff face. And don't even get me started on cooking an actual meal—that might as well be rocket science.

But somewhere along the line, we start judging ourselves for these tiny victories. We start saying things like "I should be doing more by now" or "Other people seem to handle this better."

That voice in your head? That inner critic that keeps raising the bar higher and higher? That voice does not speak for the God who made you.

In this tender episode, we're celebrating the microscopic wins that actually matter more than you know. Because God isn't disappointed in your pace. He's rejoicing that you're moving—even if it's just a half-step forward, even if it's just showing up, even if it's just putting on pants.

Growth happens underground first. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's not happening.

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.

You don't have to get it together before He'll show up.

When you find yourself crying in the laundry room over a missing sock.

Y'all, I found Jesus this morning... right next to the lint trap.

It was one of those mornings. I woke up late, hair doing something that looked more like spiritual warfare than style, and shuffled to the kitchen like someone risen from the ashes. All I wanted—needed—was hot chocolate. But of course, someone (me) had forgotten to buy more.

After digging like a raccoon at a church picnic, I found one lonely, slightly dusty pod under the sink. It tasted like burnt hope and last week's prayers. I didn't care.

Then I tried to do that thing where you pretend you've got your life together. Put on pants, maybe even mascara. Find socks. But of course, only one sock could be found. Just one.

And I'm a grown woman now crying in the laundry room over a missing sock.

That kicked off what I like to call a classic Widow Wobbly—one of those teary spirals that hits out of nowhere and feels like you're grieving everything and nothing all at once.

In this tender (and slightly ridiculous) episode, I'm sharing how Jesus shows up in the mess—among the toast crumbs and mismatched clothes. Because He doesn't need you to be polished or perky. He's already in it. In the sock. In the sink. In the sigh.

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.

You are not behind. You are not broken. You are not too much. You are simply... grieving. And that is holy ground.

For the woman who's wondering if she's grieving wrong.

This one's a little different. No long story. No reflection. Just a blessing.

If you've ever wondered if there's a "right" way to do grief... if you've compared your tears to someone else's silence... if you've felt like you should be further along by now or handling this better—this episode is for you.

Take a deep breath. Put your hand over your heart. Let these words settle into the places where doubt has crept in.

Because here's what I want you to know: There is no gold star for "best griever." No timeline that fits every broken heart. No checklist for holy sorrow.

If your grief feels messy, if it shows up as silence or tears or anger or exhaustion—that's okay. That's normal. That's human.

You are not doing this wrong. You are doing the sacred work of loving someone who is no longer here. And that work is not tidy. It's not linear. It's not ever going to be the same as someone else's.

In this gentle spoken blessing, we're creating space for your beautiful, messy, perfectly imperfect grief. Because you don't have to be cheerful to be faithful. You don't have to be brave to be beloved.

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.

Sometimes the most profound miracles look exactly like Tuesday.

When you wonder if that feather on your windshield was really from heaven.

You know what I mean, right? Those little moments that make you stop and wonder—was that just a coincidence, or did someone I love just tap me on the shoulder from heaven?

The feather that lands on your windshield right when you're crying. The penny—heads up, of course—sitting perfectly in your path when you're having the worst day. That parking space that opens up right in front of the building when you're already fifteen minutes late and your mascara is somewhere around your chin.

Are they signs? Are they just Tuesday being Tuesday? Or maybe... Jesus is just really, really good at showing up in the everyday stuff.

Let me tell you what happened to me last week. It involves car trouble, a kind stranger, and what I can only describe as Jesus showing up in work boots and flashing lights.

In this heartfelt episode, I'm sharing a perfectly imperfect story about how grace doesn't always look like burning bushes or angels singing. Sometimes it looks like a security guard making sure you're taken care of. Sometimes it's the kindness of strangers who could have just driven away but didn't.

Because here's what I've learned: we get to choose what we pay attention to. We get to choose whether we see only the breakdown or also the breakthrough.

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.

You may always miss them. You may always wish they were still here. And you're still allowed to take the next step, and the one after that.

When you feel guilty for having a good day without them.

Let's talk about the sacred in-between—that tender place where you're missing someone with your whole soul and also starting to move forward.

If you've ever found yourself laughing, or going out to lunch, or even making a new friend... and then suddenly feeling guilty for doing something normal without them—this episode is for you.

Grief tells us a lot of stories. Some are true. Some are kind. And some are pure chicken pickles.

One of the biggest lies it whispers is this: "If you move forward, you're moving away from them."

But Earthling, hear me—that's not true.

Moving forward is not the same as moving on. You're not leaving them behind. You're carrying them with you. They're in your memories, in the way you make coffee, in your laugh and the stories you tell.

Sometimes we treat grief like a courtroom—like we have to prove how much they meant by how sad we stay. But love doesn't demand your suffering as evidence. It's not measured in how long you wear the sadness.

In this gentle episode, we're talking about why you can love them and laugh again. Why you can long for them and still make new memories. Why you can cry for what was and still hope for what's ahead.

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.

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.

A warm, authentic introduction to a grief podcast that breaks all the rules—no clinical advice, tidy timelines, or "you should be over this by now." Just real talk, gentle humor, and honest conversations for women who feel like they're doing grief "wrong" and need someone who truly gets that ugly-crying in Target is perfectly normal—and perfectly held.

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.

Presence comes before fixing. Compassion doesn't wait until everything's resolved.

When you feel like God must be disappointed in your slow healing.

Maybe grief took a sledgehammer to the theology you grew up with. Maybe you used to have answers, and now you just have questions. Maybe you're carrying shame about still being sad months later, wondering if Jesus is standing over you with His arms crossed, tapping His foot, waiting for you to get your act together.

Sweet soul, that heaviness you carry about not healing fast enough? That's not coming from heaven. That's pressure from people who've never sat where you're sitting.

Here's what I want to wrap around your heart today like the softest blanket: Jesus doesn't need you to "get over it." He came to get under it with you.

In this tender episode, we're walking through one of my favorite stories in Scripture—when Jesus wept with Mary and Martha over their brother Lazarus. Because here's the beautiful truth: the Son of God didn't tell them to stop crying. He didn't skip straight to the miracle. He sat in the ashes with them first.

Your grief doesn't disappoint God. Your sadness doesn't embarrass Him. Your slow healing doesn't frustrate Him. He's not waiting for you to get over it—He's walking through it with you, one step at a time, for as long as it takes.

If you've been carrying shame about your sorrow, if someone told you your long grief proves a lack of faith—this one's for you. Your doubts are welcome here. Your anger is welcome. Your confusion is welcome.

Because Jesus is big enough to handle your questions, and He'd rather sit with you in your mess than watch you pretend to be fine.

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.