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The red heart text message

  • Writer:  Gabrielle Elise Jimenez
    Gabrielle Elise Jimenez
  • Feb 29, 2020
  • 2 min read

Updated: Mar 17

There are moments in life when words feel too heavy… or not enough.


In those moments, I often send a simple text message, one red heart. No explanation, no expectation, just a quiet way of saying:

I am thinking of you. You are not alone. You are held.


I started doing this after sitting at bedsides, witnessing so many last goodbyes. In the quiet that followed, I felt a pull to reach out to those who were left behind, to remind them that even after everything, they were not alone.


Because the next morning still comes.


And when it does, the world feels different for the person who is grieving. There is an ache that settles in, one that doesn’t leave, but instead becomes something they learn to carry. No matter how prepared someone thinks they are, when a life ends, it can feel as though they are hearing it for the very first time.


And that hurts.


Over time, I realized something important,

it isn’t always the right words that people need. In fact, sometimes words can feel like too much. Grief is exhausting. Responding can feel overwhelming. Even receiving something that asks for engagement can feel heavy.


But a single red heart?

That can be received without effort.

It asks for nothing in return.

And yet, it says everything.


It says:

You crossed my mind today.

You are still remembered.

You don’t have to do this alone.


I don’t send these messages every day. There is no schedule, no expectation. Just a quiet pause, a moment where someone comes to mind… and I send it.


Sometimes there is a response.

Sometimes there is silence.

Both are okay.


Because the purpose was never to start a conversation. It was simply to remind someone, in a gentle and unobtrusive way, that they are still being held in someone else’s heart.


And on the days when that message arrives at just the right moment… it can mean more than we realize.


This isn’t only for moments of loss.


We all carry things.

We all have days where we feel a little more alone than we let on.


You don’t need the perfect words.

You don’t need to know exactly what to say.

You don’t need to show up constantly.


Sometimes, it only takes a few seconds…

to remind someone they matter.


A simple heart.

A quiet gesture.

A small reaching out into the world.


And perhaps, without even knowing it,

you meet someone exactly where they needed to be met.


❤️

xo

Gabby



 
 
 

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