Grief, Healing, and Loving Someone You Can’t Hold Anymore I don’t think people understand grief until it becomes part of their everyday life. Not just the kind that comes in waves… but the kind that sits with you when you wake up, walks with you through your day, and lays down with you at night. I lost my son, Leylan… and today would have been his 21st birthday. And there are no words big enough for that kind of pain. There are moments I still can’t believe this is my life. Moments I want to go back—just one more hug, one more “I love you,” one more chance to make things different. But grief has taught me something… healing doesn’t mean “moving on.” Healing means learning how to carry love and loss at the same time. It means waking up and choosing to keep going even when your heart feels shattered. It means finding God in the middle of your pain— not after it’s gone. Because the truth is… I will never stop missing my son. And I don’t want to. That love is proof that he was here. That love is something death didn’t take. So if you’re grieving right now— I want you to hear this: You’re not broken. You’re not weak. You’re carrying something heavy… and still standing. And healing? It doesn’t happen all at once. It happens in small moments— in choosing to breathe, to get up, to believe that your story isn’t over. I’m still walking this road. I’m still learning how to live with a piece of my heart in heaven. But I also believe this— God can take even our deepest pain and turn it into purpose. If you’re here, you’re not alone. We’re going to heal… together. 🤍 #ShatteredButChosen #GriefAndHealing #RealLifeFaith #YouAreNotAlone #HeavenlyBirthday