πποΈ Some days ask more than a heart feels able to give.

π§οΈ We said goodbye to our daughter β a loss that shattered everything we knew and left a silence no words can fill.
πΌπΌ Yet in the middle of that unbearable grief, we were entrusted with her two tiny children β small hands, soft breaths, living echoes of her love. In their eyes, we see her smile. In their laughter, we hear her voice. π€
β€οΈ Grief walks with us every day. The questions linger, the ache remains, and some mornings feel impossibly heavy. But love did not leave with her. It stayed β steady, guiding our steps, teaching us how to keep going even when our hearts are broken.

π± We are learning that love doesnβt disappear with loss.
β¨ It transforms.
π―οΈ It becomes strength when we feel weak.
π€ It becomes purpose when the world feels empty.
π€ To anyone carrying quiet sorrow or unseen pain: you are not alone. Your grief is real. Your love still matters.
β¨ Love doesnβt end.
π It becomes the reason we rise again β for those who need us, and for those we carry forever in our hearts.