This is a journey painted in tides. From the first shock of loss to the quiet rise of hope.
Each stage has a place here: disbelief, denial, bargaining, regret, anger, acceptance, and hope.
They are not wrong turns, but necessary landscapes of the heart.
The final room opens to gratitude. Not as a demand, but as a promise.
A return to the shores where my story began, seen now through the eyes of healing.
May you walk these rooms at your own pace.
May you find the courage to stay where you are, and the strength to move forward when you’re ready.
And may you leave knowing that gratitude is already waiting for you, just beyond the horizon.
