I try every day to remind you I’m still here.
Not the way I used to be,
but close enough that you can still feel me if you pay attention.
The cardinal that sat outside your window — that was me.
The penny under your desk — I put it there.
The song that started playing when you were thinking about me — I made sure you heard it.
You don’t always see the signs,
but I still send them.
I know you’re tired.
I know you’re trying.
And even when you’re not looking,
I still find ways to reach you.
I don’t show up to make you cry.
I show up to remind you —
you’re not walking this alone.
You never have been.
I know you miss me.
And I wish I could take that from you.
I can’t take the pain,
but I’m still close — closer than you think.
When the world feels too quiet, I’m there.
When you start to lose faith in your own strength, I’m there too.
You won’t always feel it, but I haven’t gone anywhere.
It’s me.
Still finding ways to reach you.
Still loving you from where I am.
If these words connected with you, you’ll find many more like them in What Remains. It’s a collection of the writings I’ve shared over the years, bringing together reflections on grief, love, loss, and the connections that continue long after someone is gone.
I hope it brings you comfort, understanding, and the reminder that you’re not alone.
If you’d like to read more, you can find the book here
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