Five years later
And here I am again in 2025. It’s hard to believe how quickly time has passed, last post was in 2020, but it feels like both yesterday and a lifetime ago. So much has happened since then. The world changed, and so did I. I lost people I loved,family, friends, some suddenly, some slowly. COVID didn’t just take lives; it left behind silence, empty spaces at the table, and a heaviness that’s hard to explain unless you’ve felt it too. I miss them more than words can hold. Sometimes, out of nowhere, the memories come flooding in, and the tears follow. And I let them. Because grief, I’ve learned, is love that has nowhere else to go. Life feels quieter now. Not empty, but different. I don’t rush like I used to. I don’t argue like I used to. My approach to things has softened—mellowed with time, with experience, with loss. Grief has changed me, but so has love. So has time. And maybe that’s okay. To those I’ve lost, I carry you with me. To those still here, I see you more clearly now. T...