Grief isn’t just something you feel—it’s something that happens to you. It’s like a space where love once lived, and now that space feels empty. It doesn’t just hurt; it changes you. It carves into you, leaving this ache where something beautiful used to be. In the beginning, it feels impossible, like a wound that will never close. But little by little, the sharpness fades. The pain softens, though it never really disappears. And that’s okay. You don’t “move on” from grief—you learn to move forward with it. The love doesn’t go away. It shifts. It stays in the laughter you remember, in the warmth of old memories, in the quiet moments when you instinctively reach for what’s no longer there. Grief isn’t something to hide or be ashamed of. It’s proof that you loved deeply, that something truly mattered to you. So let yourself feel it. Let yourself cry. Let yourself remember. There’s no right way to grieve. No timeline to follow. Some days will be heavy, and others will be lighter. Somet...