My smile is not a mask. In these moments, my happiness is heartfelt. It may not reach as deep as it…

My smile is not a mask. In these moments, my happiness is heartfelt. It may not reach as deep as it once did, it may not last as long as it once could, but it’s mine and it’s real.

Grief is confusing, exhausting, unpredictable, and sad. And even when I think it has released me from its grip, it is only so long before it has snatched me back to cuddle with it in the darkness. I long for these light moments and pray for them to come with the frequency they once did.