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JAYou will grieve forever.
Not every minute of every day. But forever in the way their absence will always be felt.
And everyone waiting for you to move on? They’re waiting for an ending that never comes.
You don’t get over it. You never do. You heal and rebuild yourself around the loss. Not by pretending it isn’t there, but by making space for what will always remain.
That’s what you’re doing. Building a life that holds both the love and the loss. Both the person you were, and the person you’re becoming.
You will be whole again, but you will never be the same.
And thank God for that.
Because being the same would mean they didn’t change you. It would mean their life didn’t reshape yours. It would mean the love could be erased. And it can’t. You wouldn’t want it to be.
So when people keep asking when you’ll be “back to normal,” understand they’re asking the wrong question.
There is no back. There’s only through. There’s only becoming someone who knows how to hold this and still find reasons to laugh. Who still finds moments of lightness. Who still shows up for the life they have left.
Yes, you will grieve forever. Not as a life sentence, but as a love letter you keep writing.
You’ll carry them in the songs that break you and the memories that heal you. In the nights when their absence feels impossible, and the days when you feel them everywhere.
And somewhere in the middle of surviving, you’ll realize you’re living again.
Not the life you planned. Not the life you wanted. But living proof that love doesn’t die when a person does. It just finds new places to bloom.
No, you’ll never be the same.
And that’s not the tragedy.
That’s the point.
-Jameson
@jamesonarasi
