In Between the Stillness and the Ache

Some days, I feel strong.
Other days, the quiet wraps around me too tightly.
Grief is not a straight path, it’s a tide.
One moment, I’m grounded. The next, I’m missing a presence that once made life feel fuller.

I’m not rushing to “move on.”
I’m learning to sit with the ache,
to honor the silence,
and to love the version of me that’s still becoming.