Dear Healing Me, There are days when the sadness still touches you, not as sharply as before, but softly; like a memory brushing past. And somehow, in between the ache, you've found gratitude too. For the love you had. For the moments that shaped you. For the strength that loss grew in you. You can miss and be grateful at the same time. Both are true. Both are love. Love, The version of you learning to carry grief gently