The reality of loss… it sucks.

The reality of loss… it sucks.

It creeps up on you in the most unexpected moments—grocery stores, old photos, a familiar laugh in a crowd. And when the loss is tragic, like Anna’s, it feels unbearable. Some days, you just don’t want to acknowledge it… the truth that she’s really gone. It can’t be real. She can’t be gone.

But then grief hits again. And again. Like waves—relentless. Until eventually, you find your way back to that small, safe place where you can breathe again.

Grief is exhausting. It doesn’t follow a timeline. It doesn’t ask permission. And it never truly ends.

But we carry them with us—always.