Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you. When people ask me to name one good thing a family member has done for me, I can’t. It was never just one thing. It was a lifetime of love. Loving me, protecting me, choosing me, standing by me no matter what. That is …
Tag: Grief
Aba ❤️
Aba, you loved me deeply. So deeply that my expectations of life grew—not out of entitlement, but belief. Belief that I mattered. That I could take up space. That love could be steady. Your love was never indulgent. Alongside warmth, there was guidance. You corrected me when I needed humility, grounded me when pride crept …
The power of presence
Tell us one thing you hope people say about you. I don’t hope people remember me as perfect. I hope they remember that their situation felt lighter after knowing me. I care deeply about people, especially when they’re hurting. I want to console them, to bring peace, to leave them in a better space than …
Learning to Live with the Part That Never Heals
A part of me still wakes in the first days after, reaching for a voice the world can’t return. A part of me still holds the phone, forgetting and remembering in the same breath. And though that ache never fully heals, it is the proof that love outlives loss— the part of me that keeps …
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The Shade That’s Gone
What's the hardest decision you've ever had to make? Why? I wasn’t in my village when my father left this world. I wasn’t there to hold his hand, see his last smile, or say the words I had saved for someday. Seven months and five days later, the absence still lives inside me—sharp, raw, and …
Carrying You With Me, Always
It feels almost cruel to write this. Cruel that life moves forward when someone so deeply loved is no longer here. On 23rd April 2025, I lost the most incredible man I’ve ever known—my father. My Aba. The kind of parent who wasn’t just a father, but a protector, a guide, and the safest place …
Grief & Love
And just like that, a whole person disappears... No warnings. No goodbyes that ever feel enough. It hits you-how someone who was once your everything becomes a memory you're now left to protect. Their voice becomes a faint echo in your mind. Their presence turns into silence that screams louder than anything else. And in …
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