Loss and Holding On
When my wife passed away, everything shifted again.
Grief has a way of hollowing out even the strongest people. For a while, it felt like I was just going through the motions of life—working, eating, sleeping—without really being present.
But Sarah grounded me.
She needed me.
And in needing me, she gave me purpose.
We built a life together, just the two of us. It wasn’t perfect, but it was real. We supported each other, leaned on each other, and slowly found a new normal.
She wasn’t just my daughter.
She was my reason to keep going.
