How Ever Close Became Ever Close

Ever Close began with my loss and from loss came wisdom, comfort, and a calling I never expected.

How Ever Close Became Ever Close

When Words Became Healing

I never imagined my story would begin with grief, or that it would guide me toward creating something that helps others feel close again. But that’s how Ever Close came to be.

I lost my dad before my second birthday. Growing up, I was always sensitive to feelings, energy, and the quiet things most people don’t notice. I was a very quiet child... some people loved that I was respectful and calm, but silence was also my refuge. Writing became my outlet, my way of saying the things I didn’t know how to speak out loud.

I used to wonder: Is it fair to grieve someone I don’t remember? To feel the ache of a loss I can’t recall.

But grief has its own way of teaching… and sometimes love finds its way back to remind us that we’re never really alone.

When I was young, my dad showed up one night in a way only my heart could understand. I saw what looked like hundreds of fireflies lighting up in the shape of a person beside my bed. It felt more known than fear. Almost like he was finishing a sentence he never got to say.

He never appeared again, but something within me changed. I felt like I had two parents guiding me: one teaching me how to live here on Earth, and one guiding me from beyond.

Years later, after a deep awakening the kind that shifts the way you see the entire world another visit came. Someone I had known when I was younger appeared to me after her passing. It began with thoughts, then dreams, then a quiet, unmistakable knowing. I realized she was reaching out, and there was a message that needed to be delivered.

I wrote my very first letter and sent it to her daughter. When she wrote me back, her words gave me chills. She told me she and her mother had made a promise that if anything ever happened to one of them, the other would receive a confirmation from beyond. That letter became their confirmation.

And in that moment, I understood this was what I was meant to do.

Soon after, I wrote another letter, this time to my cousin, who had gone into isolation while grieving the loss of her best friend. I hadn’t known how to support her at the time. I was also struggling silently, fighting my own heaviness.

But her best friend began showing up too through small nudges, gentle thoughts, and that same intuitive knowing. I realized I could finally offer something I couldn’t before. I could give my cousin the words she needed, even if I wasn’t brave enough then to say them face-to-face.

When she received the letter, she told me no one had ever done anything like that for her before. And in that moment quietly, unspoken, we both understood something sacred:

Words heal.

Sometimes they find us through pain. Sometimes through love. But always for a purpose.

That’s how Ever Close was born… from the bridge between worlds, from unspoken love made visible through words, from the knowing that what’s loved is never lost.

A Question for You

Have you ever experienced something after a loved one’s passing that gave you reassurance a sign, a dream, a feeling, or a moment of clarity?

If so, how did it change you? Did it help you heal, shift your perspective, or turn into a piece of wisdom you carry now - How?

Your story matters, too.

If you’re grieving, thinking about someone who is grieving, or miss someone deeply, remember I created Ever Close for you.

Loved ones are as constant as the moon…and as close as the growing flower. A reminder that even through seasons of change, something within us continues to grow.

— Tamerra