DAY 76: Breathe in

Grief will suddenly send your mind racing back to a face, place, or time, or veering wildly ahead to your sad orphaned future. Your thoughts are just that: thoughts, not reality, and honestly, you can’t always trust them.

Kneel down on the greenest patch of grass you can find and peer into it. What you see—little bugs, colorful striations, the tangle of leaves—is real. Close your eyes, breathe in that earthy scent, and if you’re lucky, the sprinklers won’t come on.