I’ve written this post a hundred times. Maybe more. But it never felt like the right time. I kept thinking eventually I’d know what to say and how to say it.
What I’ve come to realize is—there is no “right” time. Because what happened will never feel right. There’s no tidy ending, no moral of the story, just this: sometimes devastating things happen, and they’re impossibly hard.
So here is the truth—I'm grieving.
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