A confession about grief, healing slowly, and using a small act of self-care to return to yourself piece by piece.
Grief lingers in quiet places.
It does not always arrive loudly, but it changes how you move through ordinary days.
I did not want to feel everything at once.
I just wanted to feel something again, even a little.
So I started small.
A soft, intentional piece became a gentle reminder that I was still here.
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