It’s hard to turn the page, when you know someone won’t be in the next chapter. Their absence is a hollow space in your heart. A silence that lingers were laughter once lived. Grief isn’t just sadness. It’s love that has nowhere to go. A longing that time can’t erase. You find them in familiar songs; in places you once shared in the habits they left behind. The world moves forward. Yet a part of you remains frozen in the past, but turning the page doesn’t mean forgetting. It means carrying them with us. In the lessons they taught. The love they gave. The strength they left behind.

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