When the news broke that Philando Castile, a beloved cafeteria supervisor at a magnet school in Saint Paul, Minnesota, was shot and killed by a police officer during a routine traffic stop in a small Twin Cities suburb called Falcon Heights on Thursday, I was floored. Falcon Heights isn’t far from where I work a day job at another school in the Minneapolis area. I knew I had to go to the intersection where he’d been murdered.
Over the course of a few hours, it started storming. Despite the rain, more and more people gathered—all races, all ages, all sexual orientations—to bear witness and leave notes of remembrance and apology for Castile. Minnesota is a good-hearted, liberal state in the Upper Midwest; even this horrific moment of injustice couldn’t dampen our politesse, empathy, and Lutheran guilt. When the clouds finally broke, a rainbow appeared in the sky—an impossible good omen—though moments later, our phones lit up with alerts from CNN about the ambush of police officers that took place at a Dallas protest in support of Castile and Alton Sterling, another black male victim of police brutality this week.
In the above slideshow, you’ll find scenes of heartbreak, yes. But there are also scenes of hope. I believe the only way we’ll get past this terrible moment in American history is by being kind to each other. I know if we can do it in Falcon Heights, we can do it anywhere.
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This response to someone grieving a friend might be the best internet comment ever
When someone is hit with the sudden loss of a friend or loved one, words rarely feel like enough. Yet, more than a decade ago, a wise Redditor named GSnow shared thoughts so profound they still bring comfort to grieving hearts today.
Originally posted around 2011, the now-famous reply was rediscovered when Upvoted, an official Reddit publication, featured it again to remind everyone of its enduring truth. It began as a simple plea for help: “My friend just died. I don't know what to do.”
What followed was a piece of writing that many consider one of the internet’s best comments of all time. It remains shared across social media, grief forums, and personal messages to this day because its honesty and metaphor speak to the raw reality of loss and the slow, irregular path toward healing.
Below is GSnow’s full reply, unchanged, in all its gentle, wave-crashing beauty:
Why this advice still matters
Mental health professionals and grief counselors often describe bereavement in stages or phases, but GSnow’s “wave theory” gives an image more relatable for many. Rather than a linear process, grief surges and retreats—sometimes triggered by a song, a place, or a simple morning cup of coffee.
In recent years, this metaphor has found renewed relevance. Communities on Reddit, TikTok, and grief support groups frequently reshare it to help explain the unpredictable nature of mourning.
Many readers say this analogy helps them feel less alone, giving them permission to ride each wave of grief rather than fight it.
Finding comfort in shared wisdom
Since this comment first surfaced, countless people have posted their own stories underneath it, thanking GSnow and passing the words to others facing fresh heartbreak. It’s proof that sometimes, the internet can feel like a global support group—strangers linked by shared loss and hope.
For those searching for more support today, organizations like The Dougy Center, GriefShare, and local bereavement groups offer compassionate resources. If you or someone you know is struggling with intense grief, please reach out to mental health professionals who can help navigate these deep waters.
When grief comes crashing like the ocean, remember these words—and hang on. There is life between the waves.
This article originally appeared four years ago.