Designs by Dana

Ever notice how you’re expected to swallow your feelings for the sake of DNA, while they get a free pass for petty, toxic behavior? In their eyes, I was always to blame. But half the time, it was just their own miserable projections.

Breaking this cycle means teaching my children that healthy boundaries are good for you. I want them to know that fakeness has an expiration date and the truth always comes out. When you step back and look at the bigger picture, it’s easy to spot the common denominator. Look at who has steady, lifelong friends despite being treated like a punching bag, and look at who doesn’t. Most people can figure out the truth behind it all without you saying a word.

Drop a 💯 if you’re building a healthier foundation for your kids.

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They say that not getting to say a final goodbye is the hardest kind of grief, and some days it really feels that way. The unfinished sentences and the sudden absence leave such a heavy ache. Yet, in the middle of the sadness, I keep coming back to that Friday before you left us. We talked, we connected, and you left me with the most precious gift a daughter could ever ask for—hearing you say that I was your favorite. It wasn’t a goodbye, but it was a reminder of exactly how much you loved me. I miss you every single day, Dad, but I’m carrying that beautiful memory with me everywhere I go

I don’t think people talk enough about the anger that comes with grief.

I’m angry that you’re gone. I’m angry that time didn’t stop when I lost you. I’m angry that everyone else’s lives kept moving while mine felt like it shattered into pieces.

I’m angry over all the moments you should still be here for. The conversations we should still be having. The laughs, the questions, the little things I never thought I’d have to live without.

And most of all, I’m angry that loving someone this much doesn’t give you the power to keep them here.

Some days I can find a little peace in knowing you’re together again. Other days, that doesn’t make the emptiness hurt any less.

I miss you both in ways I don’t even know how to put into words. And maybe I’ll never completely make peace with the fact that a piece of my heart went with you.

I just know I’ll carry that piece of you with me for the rest of my life.
Until I see you again. ❤️‍🩹🕊️

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