Hi, my name is Clarissa,
and I’m a young widow.
Rob, my beloved husband of 17 years, died in a hiking accident in July 2019. I never expected my life would look like this — widowed with four young children to raise alone. I’m learning to discover grace in grief.
I can tell you all of the things I was before my husband’s death — a homeschool mom, a storyteller and fundraiser for nonprofits, a teacher. But my grief is like a mighty river. Its powerful force is changing the contours of my entire life. The old landscape is eroding, piece by piece being washed away. Someday, I’m told, the rush of grief will recede. I hope that when it does, I can find that grief has created something beautiful, even if its beauty is forever a stark reminder of what is absent.
I trust that God is present even in life’s darkest hours. As we companion our grief, Jesus Himself gently companions us too. There is no darkness that is too dark for Him. In my own grief journey I have found this to be true. I am not alone. I am loved beyond measure. #Jesusiseverything
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Clarissa Moll (MA, Trinity Evangelical Divinity School) is a writer and the young widow of author Rob Moll. After a career in fundraising and marketing for small nonprofits, Clarissa now writes to accompany those experiencing grief. Clarissa’s writing has appeared in Christianity Today, The Gospel Coalition, Modern Loss, Grief Digest and more. Blessed with insatiable wanderlust, Clarissa parents her four children on Boston’s North Shore but prefers to call the open road home.