

Two weeks ago, my mom died. It was so sudden—a complete shock for my entire family. I haven’t talked about it much with anyone, but today, I just felt like writing it here. Somehow, putting it into words helps me process my emotions.
I've been trying to keep myself busy, finding ways to distract my mind. But nothing really prepares you for the loss of someone who’s been part of your heart since childhood. She wasn’t just my mom; she was my whole world when I was little. And even as I grew up, she was always there, a piece of me.
Now, I’m trying to figure out how to live in this new reality without her. It’s not easy, but I'm learning day by day. Sometimes it’s overwhelming, but I know she’d want me to keep going, to keep smiling when I can. It’s a strange balance of grief and gratitude for all the memories.
I just wanted to share that. Maybe writing it down will help me feel a little lighter. 🌸