A love that didn’t end. It just changed.

I grew up as a Jordanian immigrant in a very loving, culturally rooted, conservative home. My world felt safe, secure, and whole.

Then, on April 8, 2016, my parents were killed by a wrong-way drunk driver. I was 26.

My journey of living with life after unbearable loss began that day. Grief changed me to the core, and a huge part of me died the day my parents did.

The grief. The emptiness. The anxiety. My family unraveling. The loss of belonging and identity. The numbness of my senses. My health depleting. Feeling dead with a heartbreak. Becoming the next generation overnight.

My soul was urging for answers. The real questions that come after loss.

I had been taught that grief was love—that the more I hurt, the more I loved them. So I believed I would live the rest of my life without joy, without peace, without that feeling of safety or belonging.

I didn’t just miss them. I missed me, too.

Little did I know that all of this would mark the start of my life’s work and my obsession with understanding life, death, grief, and what might lie beyond.

I tried healing my grief. I worked with grief communities, mentors, and talk therapists. I felt validated, but I was still looking for something beyond coping and surviving. I wanted to feel different.

For the past decade, I have taken my unwavering passion to research, study, and embody the work that transforms how grief lives in you—bringing you back to connection, love, and the fullness of who you are.

Understanding why something hurts doesn’t always change how it feels. Knowing what happened and no longer reacting as though it is happening are not always the same thing. That difference became central to the work I do.

I thought a life without joy or peace was what I had to accept. But that’s not what happened.

The pain, the guilt, the blame, the heaviness, the brain fog, the exhaustion, the loss of identity, the constant feeling of missing them—it shifted. And what was left felt completely different.

I began to understand that my pain was not what kept me connected to my parents. My love did that. I could remember the relationship beyond how it ended.

There is so much gratitude in what I have learned through grief. It showed me how to actually live. How to be present. How to feel gratitude in moments I would have rushed past before. What actually matters—and what doesn’t. What to hold onto—and what to let go of.

Fast forward to today: I feel so connected to my parents that there are moments I can’t even say I miss them, because I carry them with me. I’ve built a different relationship with them. A love that didn’t end—it just changed.

And I’ve passed that on to my son. He was born after they passed, and he still knows them, feels them in his heart, because I say their names out loud.

He knows he has grandparents. He talks about them and asks about them all the time. “Did grandpa like soccer? Did he like hot sauce? Did grandma wear short dresses like you?”

I get schooled by my son, and it has become something that is just part of our life. I speak their names in the present tense.

What that created was a life I never thought was possible. The past version of me would think I’m living an impossible dream.

I built my life from a place of deeper wisdom and clearer vision. Grief changed the way I see everything. The way I love. The way I show up. It deepened my strength and my courage for anything life places in front of me.

Grief transformed into my greatest superpower.

That is the heart of Do It For Them. When you cannot find a reason to do it for yourself yet, borrow their love. Take the walk for them. Make the decision for them. Book the trip for them.

Then bring them into those moments. Their humor. Their advice. Their values. Their love. Do it with them. And eventually, you start wanting the life, too. Do it for you.

I can miss them and laugh. Love them and make new memories. Moving forward does not mean leaving them behind.

Today, my mission is to transform grief into deeper connection, love, safety, and purpose—one person at a time.

This is why I do Grief Release. Private, individualized work focused on the grief that is still affecting your life today. We work on what hurts: the guilt, the regret, the fear, the memories that still hit hard, the belief that feeling better means leaving your person behind.

I don’t want you leaving simply understanding your grief better. I want you noticing that something which used to overwhelm you doesn’t hit the same way anymore.

And then there is the life you still get to live. Your confidence. Your energy. Your relationships. Your health. Your ability to trust yourself. Your excitement about the future. Life Rebuilding is about the life you want to create—not the life everyone expects you to return to.

You can say their name. Tell their stories. Carry their values. Laugh about the ridiculous things they used to do. Make new memories. Fall in love. Build something beautiful. And still miss them.

You do not have to choose between loving your person and loving your life.