Last year felt heavy… this year feels peaceful—and that difference means everything.

Last year I was reacting. This year, I’m thinking—and that changes everything.

I lost my niece… and everything else around me feels like it’s falling apart too.

If we don’t break the cycle now, we risk passing the same struggles to the next generation.

Grief didn’t break me—but it reminded me how deeply I was loved.

Somehow… I ended up enrolled in kindergarten. Again.

The more I learn about my family… the more I realize how much is still waiting to be uncovered.