06/15/2026
Last night I started noticing hearts.
Not the kind someone leaves on a text message.
The kind that quietly show up in unexpected places. A shadow on the wall. A shape in nature. A reminder.
For a long time, I thought healing meant learning how to leave grief behind.
Now I think it means something different.
I think it means carrying love forward.
The story changed.
The love didn’t.
The people we lose become part of us. Part of how we love. Part of how we see beauty. Part of how we keep going when life doesn’t look the way we imagined.
Maybe that’s why these little hearts caught my attention.
Or maybe they were simply a reminder that love leaves its fingerprints everywhere.
❤️