There are things you miss that people understand — birthdays, holidays, big milestones.
But the hardest things are often the small ones:
- “Did you see that?” moments
- inside jokes
- random texts
- laughing so hard you can’t breathe
- the comfort of knowing they exist in the world
Grief is love with nowhere to land.
If you’ve lost someone, your love still matters.
Your memories still matter.
Their story still matters.
Comment prompt: What’s one small thing you miss most?