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THINK THEO started as a name of a podcast. I wanted to share the stories of grieving people like me. It quickly grew into a place of understanding — A place to read, listen, and understand that you are not alone. We are all grieving in different ways, but it is important to remember that My Grief is Not Like Yours.
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#mygriefisnotlikeyours #mygriefjourney #memoir #thinktheo #hope #brokenheart #jesuslovesyou #light
It’s springtime for us, but they are in the presence of eternal Son.
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It’s springtime for us, but they are in the presence of eternal Son.
☀️ #thinktheo #letitshine #mygriefisnotlikeyours #hope #grief #memoir #mygriefjourney #helpingothers #love #heartbroken
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Reserved.
There is a place reserved at the funeral for family to sit. For me, it was family AND friends. I had so many friends that felt like family, and I wanted them close.
It is there that they would sit, listen, watch, and maybe learn a few things they didn`t know. For just about an hour, they would be there, be there for Momna, be there for Daddy, be there for me.
This may sound selfish, but my ability to look beyond my own hurt had diminished. I needed to hurt. I needed this more than anything else. To hurt was to feel them. The pain of missing them reminded me where I was - their funeral. I didn`t want to dismiss this pain.
I wanted to feel it. Hard.
I didn`t want the day to come, but I didn`t want it to end either.
Would people remember?
Would they never forget them?
I pleaded with God, "Please God, don`t let these people leave and forget what they have heard. Let them always remember what this person meant to the world, what they meant to me."
I hoped there would be a place forever RESERVED in their hearts - a place where the one I would miss every second for the rest of MY life would occasionally surface into theirs.
Don`t forget this person.
Don`t forget their presence.
Don`t forget them.
Please.
I have learned to live with the hurt, but at the same time, I have learned to live with hope.
In the smallest part of my heart, I have tucked away the replay of that day, those days - the funeral days.
Momma, then Daddy.
It`s in my heart - reserved.
Reserved.
#thinktheo #mygriefisnotlikeyours #learningtolive #hope #bookcomingsoon #ReserveNow #Reserved #funeral #family #friends #audible #memories #memoir #love #theirstory
Reserved.
There is a place reserved at the funeral for family to sit. For me, it was family AND friends. I had so many friends that felt like family, and I wanted them close.
It is there that they would sit, listen, watch, and maybe learn a few things they didn`t know. For just about an hour, they would be there, be there for Momna, be there for Daddy, be there for me.
This may sound selfish, but my ability to look beyond my own hurt had diminished. I needed to hurt. I needed this more than anything else. To hurt was to feel them. The pain of missing them reminded me where I was - their funeral. I didn`t want to dismiss this pain.
I wanted to feel it. Hard.
I didn`t want the day to come, but I didn`t want it to end either.
Would people remember?
Would they never forget them?
I pleaded with God, "Please God, don`t let these people leave and forget what they have heard. Let them always remember what this person meant to the world, what they meant to me."
I hoped there would be a place forever RESERVED in their hearts - a place where the one I would miss every second for the rest of MY life would occasionally surface into theirs.
Don`t forget this person.
Don`t forget their presence.
Don`t forget them.
Please.
I have learned to live with the hurt, but at the same time, I have learned to live with hope.
In the smallest part of my heart, I have tucked away the replay of that day, those days - the funeral days.
Momma, then Daddy.
It`s in my heart - reserved.
Reserved.
#thinktheo #mygriefisnotlikeyours #learningtolive #hope #bookcomingsoon #ReserveNow #Reserved #funeral #family #friends #audible #memories #memoir #love #theirstory
My heart is broken for a family very dear to me. 💔
They just lost a very young son, brother, grandson, and the world lost an exceptional human being.
For a girl that wrote a book on traumatic loss, I am having trouble with words.
My heart is broken for a family very dear to me. 💔
They just lost a very young son, brother, grandson, and the world lost an exceptional human being.
For a girl that wrote a book on traumatic loss, I am having trouble with words.
We went to the zoo.
Each year for Spring Break, Daddy and Momma took us to the zoo in Ft. Worth, Texas.
Being a farmer and rancher means no vacations, no big trips that would take us away from the farm for more than a day. Even finding one day to get away was hard. But they did.
Momma would dress us up so nice. We were a farming family going to the city, and she made us perfect. She always did.
We would get there around 10a.m. and stay the entire day.
We got cotton candy, balloons, and the best part - we all got to ride the train. On the way home, we would eat at our favorite restaurant, Long John Silvers. What a treat!
We did it all!
Lions, tigers, and bears - oh my! But the reptile farm was where Daddy and I would cringe. He would tease me later that night about how a snake might have escaped and got in Momma`s purse and might be in the house. Daddy was always teasing and making us laugh.
I looked forward to the zoo for months and months each year. Looking back, I see the sacrifice they made to give my sister and I a Spring Break memory. It`s a memory that becomes stronger each time I recall it.
We went to the zoo.
What is your Spring Break memory?
#thinktheo #mygriefisnotlikeyours #zoo #wewenttothezoo #cottoncandy #memories #love #memoir #hope #learningtolive #springbreak #preciousmemories #farmlife #farming #ranching #fortworthzoo #fortworthtexas
We went to the zoo.
Each year for Spring Break, Daddy and Momma took us to the zoo in Ft. Worth, Texas.
Being a farmer and rancher means no vacations, no big trips that would take us away from the farm for more than a day. Even finding one day to get away was hard. But they did.
Momma would dress us up so nice. We were a farming family going to the city, and she made us perfect. She always did.
We would get there around 10a.m. and stay the entire day.
We got cotton candy, balloons, and the best part - we all got to ride the train. On the way home, we would eat at our favorite restaurant, Long John Silvers. What a treat!
We did it all!
Lions, tigers, and bears - oh my! But the reptile farm was where Daddy and I would cringe. He would tease me later that night about how a snake might have escaped and got in Momma`s purse and might be in the house. Daddy was always teasing and making us laugh.
I looked forward to the zoo for months and months each year. Looking back, I see the sacrifice they made to give my sister and I a Spring Break memory. It`s a memory that becomes stronger each time I recall it.
We went to the zoo.
What is your Spring Break memory?
#thinktheo #mygriefisnotlikeyours #zoo #wewenttothezoo #cottoncandy #memories #love #memoir #hope #learningtolive #springbreak #preciousmemories #farmlife #farming #ranching #fortworthzoo #fortworthtexas
There are so many people hurting, breaking, and shattering. 💔
I realize that each one of us has a grief, and whatever it may be, it is a pain we carry that is unique to us.
No matter what you are hurting from, know that you are not alone. This thought gets kinda tricky when you are the one hurting and others have hurt too.
Do what you can for others and help yourself at the same time. It’s a win-win situation in a triage of the heartbroken.
There are only a few things in this life that will last after we are gone:
* How we helped others_
* How we made others feel_
* What we did to show God’s love_
#thecouragetogive #mygriefisnotlikeyours #thinktheo #heartbreak #grief #hurtingheart #helpothers #learningtolive #Jesus
There are so many people hurting, breaking, and shattering. 💔
I realize that each one of us has a grief, and whatever it may be, it is a pain we carry that is unique to us.
No matter what you are hurting from, know that you are not alone. This thought gets kinda tricky when you are the one hurting and others have hurt too.
Do what you can for others and help yourself at the same time. It’s a win-win situation in a triage of the heartbroken.
There are only a few things in this life that will last after we are gone:
* How we helped others_
* How we made others feel_
* What we did to show God’s love_
#thecouragetogive #mygriefisnotlikeyours #thinktheo #heartbreak #grief #hurtingheart #helpothers #learningtolive #Jesus
#mygriefisnotlikeyours #thinktheo #heart #heartbreak #loveremains
This is just one of the recipes I share in my book. Enjoy! #thinktheo #mygriefisnotlikeyours #recipes #love #memories #grief #learningtolive #joy
This is just one of the recipes I share in my book. Enjoy! #thinktheo #mygriefisnotlikeyours #recipes #love #memories #grief #learningtolive #joy
Tonight, we will set our clocks ahead one hour for Daylight Savings Time.
We will lose an hour.
Momma didn`t like the time change much. Actually, she hated the time change.
For her, it would mean more late nights keeping dinner warm for Daddy.
He wouldn`t get in from the field until around 9:00 or 10:00. He would work as long as there was daylight - fixing fence,
plowing, planting, or picking.
Momma would wait, watching, worrying, and wishing.
Wishing he would get home to us.
I remember looking out the window for Daddy and hoping he was almost home. I would hear the tractor in the distance and go running to Momma, "Daddy`s coming! I hear the tractor!"
She would start the burners on the stove and heat up his supper. Sometimes, Momma would let me stay up, just long enough to tell Daddy goodnight.
Long hours, long days, short nights, quick meals, and hard work.
That`s just what farmers do.
Remember them when you lose an hour tonight.
#mygriefisnotlikeyours #thinktheo #spring #timechange #Work #hardwork #plowing #plantingseason #farmlife #farmgirl #love #farmers #suppertime #standbyyourman #hope #grief #healing
Tonight, we will set our clocks ahead one hour for Daylight Savings Time.
We will lose an hour.
Momma didn`t like the time change much. Actually, she hated the time change.
For her, it would mean more late nights keeping dinner warm for Daddy.
He wouldn`t get in from the field until around 9:00 or 10:00. He would work as long as there was daylight - fixing fence,
plowing, planting, or picking.
Momma would wait, watching, worrying, and wishing.
Wishing he would get home to us.
I remember looking out the window for Daddy and hoping he was almost home. I would hear the tractor in the distance and go running to Momma, "Daddy`s coming! I hear the tractor!"
She would start the burners on the stove and heat up his supper. Sometimes, Momma would let me stay up, just long enough to tell Daddy goodnight.
Long hours, long days, short nights, quick meals, and hard work.
That`s just what farmers do.
Remember them when you lose an hour tonight.
#mygriefisnotlikeyours #thinktheo #spring #timechange #Work #hardwork #plowing #plantingseason #farmlife #farmgirl #love #farmers #suppertime #standbyyourman #hope #grief #healing
Theo’s love for life encompasses the podcasts and shines through in her writing. I enjoyed both my interview on Theo’s podcast as well as listening to several of her episodes. We all need hope and to smile more. and Theo’s easy and charismatic way of introducing the guest, chatting and bantering with me and her other guests was so refreshing. If you are looking for a meaningful podcast or book to read – THINK THEO!
Theo first had a podcast with me as her guest and then did one with both Dale and me. I admit I was nervous, but Theo made me feel like I was having a
conversation with a good friend. I had a blast! Dale and I both enjoyed the podcast we did together. Theo is such a kind and beautiful woman inside and out!
I will be a fan…. and friend forever!
Theo’s life experiences have shaped her to give others hope during the process of grieving. My time with her on her podcast ThinkTheo helped me to learn how our lives are similar, but yet different in such a way that there is a bond like no other. I am grateful for her gift in helping others understanding that everyone’s grief is not the same, but yet our grief connects us all.
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Absolutely ❤️
My mom was the light for me. Since she’s been gone I’m trying to figure out how to keep my light on. It’s been one of my biggest struggles.
...only if they are kind to me....
Yes! Kindness!
It always warms my heart to both give and receive kindness.
💜
Thank you so much for sharing 💙💙💙
Tim Fletcher I’ve been blessed by your kindness and you rekindled my light. Thank you!💛💜🤎
Amen
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Reserved.
There is a place reserved at the funeral for family to sit. For me, it was family AND friends. I had so many friends that felt like family, and I wanted them close.
It is there that they would sit, listen, watch, and maybe learn a few things they didn't know. For just about an hour, they would be there, be there for Momna, be there for Daddy, be there for me.
This may sound selfish, but my ability to look beyond my own hurt had diminished. I needed to hurt. I needed this more than anything else. To hurt was to feel them. The pain of missing them reminded me where I was - their funeral. I didn't want to dismiss this pain.
I wanted to feel it. Hard.
I didn't want the day to come, but I didn't want it to end either.
Would people remember?
Would they never forget them?
I pleaded with God, "Please God, don't let these people leave and forget what they have heard. Let them always remember what this person meant to the world, what they meant to me."
I hoped there would be a place forever RESERVED in their hearts - a place where the one I would miss every second for the rest of MY life would occasionally surface into theirs.
Don't forget this person.
Don't forget their presence.
Don't forget them.
Please.
I have learned to live with the hurt, but at the same time, I have learned to live with hope.
In the smallest part of my heart, I have tucked away the replay of that day, those days - the funeral days.
Momma, then Daddy.
It's in my heart - reserved.
Reserved.
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