I began to understand that grief evolves. It does not shrink, but it becomes woven into daily life, no longer dominating every moment. It sits quietly beside you, reminding you of what mattered. And in that way, it becomes a companion rather than an enemy.
What remains most vivid is the love. Love that began the moment she entered the world and did not end when she left it. Love that continues in her children, in her husband, in those she inspired without ever meeting. Love that lives in me, steady and enduring. Continue reading…
