25/04/2026
🌟A part of me went with you 🌟
People say "You’ve changed.”
And I suppose they are right.
I have changed in ways I never asked to, in ways I cannot explain, and in ways only grief can understand.
I will never be the person I was before, because that version of me existed in a world where someone I loved dearly was still here. When I lost them, I lost more than their presence. I lost a part of myself too.
I am still a good person. I still care. I still love. I still try my best to be kind, to be strong, and to keep going. But some days, being me feels harder than it used to.
Each day brings a different version of my grief. Yesterday I may have smiled. Today I may struggle. Tomorrow I may seem quiet, distant, or not quite myself. It does not mean I am not trying. It means I am carrying a love that no longer has a place to go.
I never know what the day will bring. A song, a smell, a place, a memory, a simple word — any of them can bring me back to the moment I realised life would never be the same again.
So please be patient with me.
I am not broken beyond repair, but I am changed by love and loss. I am learning how to live with the missing, how to breathe around the ache, and how to carry on with a heart that still reaches for someone who is no longer here.
I have not stopped being me.
But a part of me went with them, and the rest of me is still learning how to live without them.
Love,
Dawn Reader
Written by Dawn Reader
