Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease do not tell my kids that their daddy is waiting for them in heaven.

We’re stable now, but this led to a couple suicidal crises for some of my kids.

For me, the concept of heaven is comforting.

But for some, it makes them eager for death to join their dead loved one.

If you don’t know, don’t say it. (Especially if you don’t know if they even have a belief system that includes a form of heaven.)

If you’re wondering what is helpful, it’s this:

Show up. Keep showing up.

Without judgment or attempts to fix anything.

(Showing up for someone who is grieving can be as small as a text or note. Showing up doesn’t have to be extravagant. In fact, it usually isn’t.)