Losing my grandpa at nineteen was the first loss I met with someone I held close to my heart. For years, I battled through the stages of grief. Acceptance has come and gone, and even now I still weave the web of this heavy emotion with him. What's important to me through these years is I've learned to stay present in the feelings that arise. It's okay to fall back in our healing journeys of loss and acceptance. This blog specifically walks through how each stage of grief arose in my journey.