You do not have unlimited time.
Your death will come on an ordinary day, in the middle of unfinished plans, and the world will continue on without you.
People think grief is crying. But grief is waking up tired. It’s forgetting words. It’s being pulled into memories you didn’t ask to remember. It’s holding back tears in the grocery store because a song or a scent brought them back. Grief isn’t just sadness, it’s the body remembering what the heart can’t let go of.
Christmas is one day away and I feel nothing. No excitement, no cheer, no countdown vibes, just tired. Life been heavy, my mind been overloaded, and the joy just ain’t showing up like it used to. Everybody yelling “holiday spirit” while some of us just trying to make it through the day without breaking down. If this season don’t feel magical for you, you’re not alone. Sometimes surviving the year is the gift, and that’s gotta be enough for now.