“I’m not scared of your grief,” Amber whispered, squeezing his fingers. “You’re not broken. You’re a father who lost his child. And you’re still loving her the only way you know how.”
For a long time, Steve didn’t speak. And then the tears came—not loud or theatrical, but slow, long-held tears from a man who had never been given permission to grieve openly.
In the days that followed, they talked openly. For the first time in years, Steve considered grief counseling. Amber helped him research therapists. They read articles about coping with loss after marriage and spoke to others who had walked similar paths.
Steve began to open up—not just to Amber, but to himself.
Healing Doesn’t Happen Alone
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