Year one was about surviving.
Learning how to breathe without the person I thought I’d grow old with.
Year two has been different.
I’m in love again. My bed isn’t cold anymore, but the ache? It still shows up sometimes.
Watching my kids laugh with another man is beautiful and bittersweet all at once.
Healing after loss isn’t about “moving on”. It’s about making space for what still deserves to bloom.
If you’re in this same space…where grief and love coexist…join me here.
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This is the raw side of healing no one talks about. We heal on this side of the internet.
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❤️❤️ the Lord bless you and keep you