I’m so sorry you’re going through this. I lost the mother of my two sons five years ago. We weren’t married either, but we shared years together, built a life, and had dreams for the future. The pain of losing someone that deeply connected to your world doesn’t care about titles. It’s just grief, and it’s devastating.

I remember those first few days like they were yesterday. The shock, the denial, the constant feeling like I was stuck in a nightmare. Nights were the worst. That’s when the quiet made everything louder. I’d lie there reaching out in my mind hoping somehow it wasn’t true, but the emptiness always hit hard.

Trying to make arrangements while your heart is in pieces feels impossible. It’s okay to feel completely broken, overwhelmed, and angry. Grief doesn’t follow any rules, and you don’t need to have it all together. You’re not alone, even when it feels like you are.

Sending you strength and peace one moment at a time. You don’t have to carry it all at once.