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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.

Thelizabeth Boyd was born and raised on a farm in the small town of Whitney, Texas. Her unique name is derived from her grandmothers —Thelma and Elizabeth. In middle school, her classmates nicknamed her Theo. It stuck!
Theo grew up writing poems with her daddy, learned faith through hardship from her momma, and finished college late in life to become a high school English and Creative Writing teacher. She was awarded Rookie Teacher of the Year her first year in the classroom while continuing to write as a guest columnist for several local newspapers.
In 2019, a sudden and traumatic loss set the scene for her debut memoir, My Grief Is Not Like Yours. It was also the catalyst for her podcast, Think Theo, where she discusses complicated grief and the many layers of loss.
When she’s not writing, Theo can be found with her dog Manly by her side, walking the fields on the farm, playing the piano, planning her next podcast with a glass of wine, or enjoying an evening out with close friends. She and Manly currently live on the lake in her hometown of Whitney.
The FREE app is coming soon! The app will have many chapters and one of them is called “Recipes.” Look for recipes for every season - the good (good for you), the bad (really bad but delicious), and the ugly (things I have found to be good but not really pretty). Remember that healing starts on the inside. Your health is a gift and should be treated as such. Look for the “Chapters” app coming out the week of Thanksgiving. 🙏❤️
The FREE app is coming soon! The app will have many chapters and one of them is called “Recipes.” Look for recipes for every season - the good (good for you), the bad (really bad but delicious), and the ugly (things I have found to be good but not really pretty). Remember that healing starts on the inside. Your health is a gift and should be treated as such. Look for the “Chapters” app coming out the week of Thanksgiving. 🙏❤️
Old friends, new places, and the friendship that never changes. ❤️We don’t see each other as much as we once did, but when we do - well, we don’t miss a beat. 🥁 @roncorning - Thanks for a great catch-up on everything lunch. 🥰
Old friends, new places, and the friendship that never changes. ❤️We don’t see each other as much as we once did, but when we do - well, we don’t miss a beat. 🥁 @roncorning - Thanks for a great catch-up on everything lunch. 🥰
A grateful heart doesn’t make life’s struggles disappear, but it reminds us of the many blessings that make even the hardest days a little easier to bear. ❤️🙏
A grateful heart doesn’t make life’s struggles disappear, but it reminds us of the many blessings that make even the hardest days a little easier to bear. ❤️🙏
Happy 50th Birthday to my sister, Hannah Boyd 💖
“Sisters are like stars; you can’t always see them, but you know they’re always there.” 💫 🌟
Happy 50th Birthday to my sister, Hannah Boyd 💖
“Sisters are like stars; you can’t always see them, but you know they’re always there.” 💫 🌟
I got to spend the day with some Aggies today - class of 2027, 2025, 2021, and 2000, and we won. 🏈❤️👍
I got to spend the day with some Aggies today - class of 2027, 2025, 2021, and 2000, and we won. 🏈❤️👍
In 2024, I got to meet @charlesesten, the actor that played Deacon Claybourne on @nashvillecmt. I gave him a copy of my book and mentioned that his character from the show really needed it.
Recently, I started watching the show again, mainly because of @haydenpanettiere’s death. I wanted to revisit the characters, their stories, and the music, but what I didn’t realize is how many layers of loss are threaded throughout the show.
One of the things Nashville portrayed so beautifully was how grief wears so many different faces. It doesn’t look the same in everyone. Sometimes it’s loud, sometimes it’s quiet. Sometimes it shows up as anger, and sometimes it hides behind a smile. It can bring people together or leave them feeling completely alone. And sometimes, it’s simply learning how to keep living while carrying the loss of someone you love.
It has been a reminder of why I wrote “My Grief is Not Like Yours” and why I wanted to reach grievers in the first place. Grief is not a one-size-fits-all. There is no right or wrong way to grieve. It’s so important to understand that. By allowing someone to grieve the way they need to and to grieve what they need to - we are giving them the space they need to start healing. ❤️🩹
I am thankful I am able to reflect on the way I once saw grief and how I see it now. I will never get over it - I just get stronger.
#hope #healing #theoboyd #LoveAndLoss #thinktheo
In 2024, I got to meet @charlesesten, the actor that played Deacon Claybourne on @nashvillecmt. I gave him a copy of my book and mentioned that his character from the show really needed it.
Recently, I started watching the show again, mainly because of @haydenpanettiere’s death. I wanted to revisit the characters, their stories, and the music, but what I didn’t realize is how many layers of loss are threaded throughout the show.
One of the things Nashville portrayed so beautifully was how grief wears so many different faces. It doesn’t look the same in everyone. Sometimes it’s loud, sometimes it’s quiet. Sometimes it shows up as anger, and sometimes it hides behind a smile. It can bring people together or leave them feeling completely alone. And sometimes, it’s simply learning how to keep living while carrying the loss of someone you love.
It has been a reminder of why I wrote “My Grief is Not Like Yours” and why I wanted to reach grievers in the first place. Grief is not a one-size-fits-all. There is no right or wrong way to grieve. It’s so important to understand that. By allowing someone to grieve the way they need to and to grieve what they need to - we are giving them the space they need to start healing. ❤️🩹
I am thankful I am able to reflect on the way I once saw grief and how I see it now. I will never get over it - I just get stronger.
#hope #healing #theoboyd #LoveAndLoss #thinktheo
How many of you do this? I still do it almost every day. #grieflife #emotions #signs #hope #healing
How many of you do this? I still do it almost every day. #grieflife #emotions #signs #hope #healing
Remembering Dallas today. It’s been 1 year since you left us to be with Lady. ❤️
To My Horse in Heaven
What’s it like, above the clouds,
Are the stars as beautiful as your brow?
Is the truth as pure as your eyes,
Telling truths, never lies?
Do the sunbeams cast and float,
As they glisten on your chestnut coat?
Do you hear the tap of delicate rain,
Remembering your barn, just the same?
Do you prance like the colt you once were,
Never doubting, nothing spurred?
Through the flowery fields, do you race and run,
With young hooves, as if you’d just begun?
As you gallop with effortless stride,
Does your tail twist and glide?
Does the cool breeze blow and flow your mane,
Rising and falling, but with no reign?
Are the heaps of hay bright and gold,
As you’re welcomed into the flock and fold?
With unbridled love, are you free to roam,
And does it all just feel like home?
-Written by Theo Boyd
In memory of Dallas
October, 2025
Remembering Dallas today. It’s been 1 year since you left us to be with Lady. ❤️
To My Horse in Heaven
What’s it like, above the clouds,
Are the stars as beautiful as your brow?
Is the truth as pure as your eyes,
Telling truths, never lies?
Do the sunbeams cast and float,
As they glisten on your chestnut coat?
Do you hear the tap of delicate rain,
Remembering your barn, just the same?
Do you prance like the colt you once were,
Never doubting, nothing spurred?
Through the flowery fields, do you race and run,
With young hooves, as if you’d just begun?
As you gallop with effortless stride,
Does your tail twist and glide?
Does the cool breeze blow and flow your mane,
Rising and falling, but with no reign?
Are the heaps of hay bright and gold,
As you’re welcomed into the flock and fold?
With unbridled love, are you free to roam,
And does it all just feel like home?
-Written by Theo Boyd
In memory of Dallas
October, 2025
For those out there that think grief is something we can get over…
I start my day, get out a box of cereal, and as I’m pouring- I have to catch my breath.
The date that brought me to my knees is staring at me. 
Grief never goes away - we just get stronger.
I’m going to get on with my day now.
For those out there that think grief is something we can get over…
I start my day, get out a box of cereal, and as I’m pouring- I have to catch my breath.
The date that brought me to my knees is staring at me. 
Grief never goes away - we just get stronger.
I’m going to get on with my day now.
A common question I get asked, "How did you have hope when you were first experiencing loss?"
The answer is simple, "I didn`t."
A fresh griever will not be open to hearing or even thinking about hope. Hope was the last thing on my mind. Everything was hopeless, and I wanted it that way. #hopeless
I didn`t need a fixer or trite words. I didn`t need a book or counselor. I didn`t need anything, except the one I had lost. Nothing else would suffice. I needed what could never be. #LoveAndLoss
It is so important to know that being supported and loved is still important. I needed the hugs and the prayers, but I also needed the space to feel what I was feeling without it being silenced. #emotions
I needed to feel the sadness. I needed to experience it for myself, in my own time, in my own way. It is only through this pain that I could later see what hope had been holding for me. #sad
Little by little, sign by sign, I began to see the little rays of light in my life. I noticed the things that were happening in my life were not coincidence. They were purposefully placed right in front of me. #hope
As I felt, saw, and experienced these signs of hope, I noticed that I was healing. As I opened my eyes, I saw more and more. I saw that hope was there, waiting for me. I was healing in a way that only God can heal. #hopealltheway #theoboyd #signs
A common question I get asked, "How did you have hope when you were first experiencing loss?"
The answer is simple, "I didn`t."
A fresh griever will not be open to hearing or even thinking about hope. Hope was the last thing on my mind. Everything was hopeless, and I wanted it that way. #hopeless
I didn`t need a fixer or trite words. I didn`t need a book or counselor. I didn`t need anything, except the one I had lost. Nothing else would suffice. I needed what could never be. #LoveAndLoss
It is so important to know that being supported and loved is still important. I needed the hugs and the prayers, but I also needed the space to feel what I was feeling without it being silenced. #emotions
I needed to feel the sadness. I needed to experience it for myself, in my own time, in my own way. It is only through this pain that I could later see what hope had been holding for me. #sad
Little by little, sign by sign, I began to see the little rays of light in my life. I noticed the things that were happening in my life were not coincidence. They were purposefully placed right in front of me. #hope
As I felt, saw, and experienced these signs of hope, I noticed that I was healing. As I opened my eyes, I saw more and more. I saw that hope was there, waiting for me. I was healing in a way that only God can heal. #hopealltheway #theoboyd #signs
I get really stressed with life.
I worry.
I overthink things.
I doubt decisions that I make.
I build scary scenarios in my head.
I forget who is really in charge.
My Meme never did.
Her faith was steadfast.
She was a spiritual rock.
If she ever worried, doubted, or got scared - well, it never showed. All that showed was her love for Jesus and her complete faith in God’s word.
We probably all need this little reminder. #grief #hope #love #faith #theoboyd
I get really stressed with life.
I worry.
I overthink things.
I doubt decisions that I make.
I build scary scenarios in my head.
I forget who is really in charge.
My Meme never did.
Her faith was steadfast.
She was a spiritual rock.
If she ever worried, doubted, or got scared - well, it never showed. All that showed was her love for Jesus and her complete faith in God’s word.
We probably all need this little reminder. #grief #hope #love #faith #theoboyd
It’s getting dark a little earlier now. The sky has an orange tint in the evenings, and the air smells like all fall’s best.
Changing seasons are difficult for grievers. As our senses wake up to new sights and smells, we start to break a little more, feeling the loss - deep down, in the pit of our stomach.
Memories are beautiful, yet they can leave our hearts aching. As we look back on times that we can never have again - HOW do we move forward into this new season without them?
When we are fresh grievers, newly introduced into the cold world of grief - it’s too hard to see any sign of hope. Everything seems hopeless. It’s okay to feel that - actually, you must.
We have to start out on this new road by paying attention to our feelings in a way we never have before. We must honor our pain. Feel it. Let it be seen. It’s okay.
It’s normal to be sad.
It’s normal to hurt.
It’s normal to grieve.
It’s part of living.
Yes, grieving is part of living.
Don’t let anyone tell you that you don’t need to be sad or that you are not grieving in the way they expect you to grieve, or not grieve, for that matter.
Grief is unique to each griever.
The most beautiful part of grief is the love that caused it and it is in that love that we can pull strength from the deepest places of our broken heart. It’s not easy. It’s the hardest thing that we ever will have to do - move forward in life without them.
Watch for the signs that they are sending you. Open your eyes to what God has planned for your life. There is a reason you are still here. Believe all these things - even if it hurts. Believe. There may not be any way to make sense of things, but God has the ultimate plan that one day - we will know. Until then...
Remember that hope is always there waiting for you, so take your time, and it will find you.
#thinktheo #hopealltheway #theoboyd #hope #grief
It’s getting dark a little earlier now. The sky has an orange tint in the evenings, and the air smells like all fall’s best.
Changing seasons are difficult for grievers. As our senses wake up to new sights and smells, we start to break a little more, feeling the loss - deep down, in the pit of our stomach.
Memories are beautiful, yet they can leave our hearts aching. As we look back on times that we can never have again - HOW do we move forward into this new season without them?
When we are fresh grievers, newly introduced into the cold world of grief - it’s too hard to see any sign of hope. Everything seems hopeless. It’s okay to feel that - actually, you must.
We have to start out on this new road by paying attention to our feelings in a way we never have before. We must honor our pain. Feel it. Let it be seen. It’s okay.
It’s normal to be sad.
It’s normal to hurt.
It’s normal to grieve.
It’s part of living.
Yes, grieving is part of living.
Don’t let anyone tell you that you don’t need to be sad or that you are not grieving in the way they expect you to grieve, or not grieve, for that matter.
Grief is unique to each griever.
The most beautiful part of grief is the love that caused it and it is in that love that we can pull strength from the deepest places of our broken heart. It’s not easy. It’s the hardest thing that we ever will have to do - move forward in life without them.
Watch for the signs that they are sending you. Open your eyes to what God has planned for your life. There is a reason you are still here. Believe all these things - even if it hurts. Believe. There may not be any way to make sense of things, but God has the ultimate plan that one day - we will know. Until then...
Remember that hope is always there waiting for you, so take your time, and it will find you.
#thinktheo #hopealltheway #theoboyd #hope #grief
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 Boyd brings a new, unique voice and approach to navigating grief and recovery that every generation can benefit from immediately.”
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.


