10/20/2026
Before loss, there was a me who didn't know this kind of grief. Before, I dreamed freely, planned without hesitation and moved through the world with a sense of safety I didn't realize I had.
And then....everything changed.
After loss, I carry a love that has nowhere to go. Every joy is laced with absence. I see the world through a different lens. I am more aware.
I ache for the before.
I am still learning to survive the after.
I am living somewhere in the middle, taking one breath at a time.