Yesterday was one of the most emotionally overwhelming days of my life. I found myself smiling through tears, grieving and healing all at once. I honestly don’t know how I would have made it through without the flood of love and support I received. Every message, every comment, every shared memory wrapped around me like a warm hug, and I felt less alone in this pain.
To everyone who took time to reach out, thank you—truly. I’m trying my best to go through all your messages, comments, and DMs, but it’s taking time. Some of them make me cry all over again, others make me laugh because they bring back such special memories. Every word matters. Every thought and prayer means more than I can explain.
Grief is strange. One moment I’m smiling at a beautiful memory, and the next I’m hit with a wave of sadness so heavy it knocks the breath out of me. But the thing that’s keeping me grounded is knowing I’m not alone. That even in loss, there’s still so much love.
It’s incredible how people I’ve never met in person can feel so close in moments like this. Whether you shared your own story of loss, reminded me of the good times, or just simply said, “I’m here,”—I needed that. I still do.
I’m still processing everything. There’s no manual for this kind of heartbreak, but I’m learning that you don’t have to carry it all by yourself. And thanks to you—every single one of you who reached out—I’m finding little pieces of strength I didn’t think I had.
So, thank you again. For the kindness. For the patience. For allowing me to take my time. I promise I see you. I feel your love. And though my heart is still aching, it’s also full of gratitude.
Please keep sharing your stories with me. Keep sending those memories. They help more than you know. And in time, I’ll get through all of them—because every one of you has helped carry a piece of this grief, and I’ll never forget that.
