Grief broke my heart & fogged my mind 🩷🌫️
Grief doesn’t always look like tears. Since my dad died on June 19, 2026, I’ve learned that sometimes grief looks like forgetting why I walked into a room, struggling to focus, feeling completely exhausted, and using every ounce of strength just to finish the smallest task.
Some days, my mind feels wrapped in fog. I’m struggling more than I know how to explain, and my heart is still learning how to live in a world without my dad. I miss him so deeply.
I’m reminding myself that I’m not losing my mind—I’m grieving someone I love. Grief has no schedule, so right now, I’m taking life one day… sometimes one moment… at a time.
Even when I can’t see through the fog, I’m choosing to believe God is still beside me.
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted.” — Psalm 34:18 🩷🌫️
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