Still Held: The Harvest Path

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 Still Held: The Harvest Path is a quiet space for women navigating life after the loss of a husband. Hosted by a widow who understands the pain of sudden loss, this podcast offers real talk, honest reflection, and soft encouragement for the days when grief feels overwhelming and God feels far away. Whether you're drowning in paperwork, silence, or memories—you’re not alone. Each episode includes faith-rooted comfort, simple grief practices, and small reminders that you are still held… even when everything else feels broken. Subscribe for weekly encouragement, grief insights, and gentle truth from someone who's walked through the valley—and found God still waiting on the other side.

  1. May 14

    The Sound the House Makes Now

    At some point after loss… the house starts to sound different. Not louder. Not quieter. Just… different in a way that's hard to explain to someone who hasn't felt it. In this episode I'm sitting with you in something that doesn't get talked about nearly enough - that particular kind of silence that moves in after loss. The one that isn't empty exactly, but somehow feels heavier than empty ever did. You know the sounds I'm talking about. The hum of the refrigerator you never noticed before. The clock ticking in a room that used to have other sounds in it. The creak of the house settling at night. And then there are the sounds that are just… gone. The ones that used to be so ordinary you never thought to appreciate them. Those are the ones that stop you mid-step sometimes, aren't they? If your home doesn't feel like the same place it used to be - you are not imagining that. You are not being dramatic. You are not stuck. You're adjusting to a life that changed in ways that go all the way down to the quiet corners of your own four walls. And in this episode? We're sitting in that together for a little while. Because sometimes just knowing someone else hears what you hear… makes the silence just a little less heavy. 💛 Earthling, your love is not lost—it's just learning a new language. The porch light's on, the door's unlocked, and there's always room at this table for your beautiful, broken heart. If you’d like to come sit a while, you can find me at GrandmaFarmer.com.

    6 min
  2. 07/02/2025

    Small Wins Count (Like Pants and Prayer)

    Growth happens underground first. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's not happening. When putting on real pants feels like a victory. Let's talk about small wins. And when I say small, I mean tiny. Microscopic. Like "I put on real pants today" small. Like "I opened my Bible, got overwhelmed after two verses, and shut it again" small. Like "I brushed my teeth and only cried a little bit" small. If that's the season you're in—if getting through the day feels like a marathon and putting on pants without elastic waistbands feels like a victory—this episode is for you. Here's what grief does that nobody really warns you about: it turns the tiniest tasks into mountains. Normal routines suddenly become Everest. Getting out of bed feels like climbing a cliff face. And don't even get me started on cooking an actual meal—that might as well be rocket science. But somewhere along the line, we start judging ourselves for these tiny victories. We start saying things like "I should be doing more by now" or "Other people seem to handle this better." That voice in your head? That inner critic that keeps raising the bar higher and higher? That voice does not speak for the God who made you. In this tender episode, we're celebrating the microscopic wins that actually matter more than you know. Because God isn't disappointed in your pace. He's rejoicing that you're moving—even if it's just a half-step forward, even if it's just showing up, even if it's just putting on pants. Growth happens underground first. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it's not happening. Earthling, your love is not lost—it's just learning a new language. The porch light's on, the door's unlocked, and there's always room at this table for your beautiful, broken heart. If you’d like to come sit a while, you can find me at GrandmaFarmer.com.

    9 min
  3. 06/27/2025

    Jesus, Hot Chocolate,& the Missing Sock

    You don't have to get it together before He'll show up. When you find yourself crying in the laundry room over a missing sock. Y'all, I found Jesus this morning... right next to the lint trap. It was one of those mornings. I woke up late, hair doing something that looked more like spiritual warfare than style, and shuffled to the kitchen like someone risen from the ashes. All I wanted—needed—was hot chocolate. But of course, someone (me) had forgotten to buy more. After digging like a raccoon at a church picnic, I found one lonely, slightly dusty pod under the sink. It tasted like burnt hope and last week's prayers. I didn't care. Then I tried to do that thing where you pretend you've got your life together. Put on pants, maybe even mascara. Find socks. But of course, only one sock could be found. Just one. And I'm a grown woman now crying in the laundry room over a missing sock. That kicked off what I like to call a classic Widow Wobbly—one of those teary spirals that hits out of nowhere and feels like you're grieving everything and nothing all at once. In this tender (and slightly ridiculous) episode, I'm sharing how Jesus shows up in the mess—among the toast crumbs and mismatched clothes. Because He doesn't need you to be polished or perky. He's already in it. In the sock. In the sink. In the sigh. Earthling, your love is not lost—it's just learning a new language. The porch light's on, the door's unlocked, and there's always room at this table for your beautiful, broken heart. If you’d like to come sit a while, you can find me at GrandmaFarmer.com.

    7 min
  4. 06/25/2025

    A Blessing For The Woman Who Thinks She's Not Doing Grief Right

    You are not behind. You are not broken. You are not too much. You are simply... grieving. And that is holy ground. For the woman who's wondering if she's grieving wrong. This one's a little different. No long story. No reflection. Just a blessing. If you've ever wondered if there's a "right" way to do grief... if you've compared your tears to someone else's silence... if you've felt like you should be further along by now or handling this better—this episode is for you. Take a deep breath. Put your hand over your heart. Let these words settle into the places where doubt has crept in. Because here's what I want you to know: There is no gold star for "best griever." No timeline that fits every broken heart. No checklist for holy sorrow. If your grief feels messy, if it shows up as silence or tears or anger or exhaustion—that's okay. That's normal. That's human. You are not doing this wrong. You are doing the sacred work of loving someone who is no longer here. And that work is not tidy. It's not linear. It's not ever going to be the same as someone else's. In this gentle spoken blessing, we're creating space for your beautiful, messy, perfectly imperfect grief. Because you don't have to be cheerful to be faithful. You don't have to be brave to be beloved. Earthling, your love is not lost—it's just learning a new language. The porch light's on, the door's unlocked, and there's always room at this table for your beautiful, broken heart. If you’d like to come sit a while, you can find me at GrandmaFarmer.com.

    6 min

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 Still Held: The Harvest Path is a quiet space for women navigating life after the loss of a husband. Hosted by a widow who understands the pain of sudden loss, this podcast offers real talk, honest reflection, and soft encouragement for the days when grief feels overwhelming and God feels far away. Whether you're drowning in paperwork, silence, or memories—you’re not alone. Each episode includes faith-rooted comfort, simple grief practices, and small reminders that you are still held… even when everything else feels broken. Subscribe for weekly encouragement, grief insights, and gentle truth from someone who's walked through the valley—and found God still waiting on the other side.