603 Days: Choosing Myself After Loss
Healing makes you realize that you should be afraid of losing yourself by trying to please everyone.
It’s been 603 days.
603 days since Daniel transitioned from this world. Since I last heard him breathe, laugh, or whisper “you got this” when I didn’t think I did.
Since the quiet of grief settled into the corners of my life and made a home in my bones.
And now… now I’m emerging. Slowly. Tenderly. Fog lifting. Spirit stirring.
I’m figuring out my life. A li…
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