Sometimes, love shows up wearing the wrong clothes at first—too loud, too late, too selfish.
But if you give it a chance, it can grow into something real. Something that even grief can’t erase.
If you’re holding onto pain, or wondering if bridges can ever be rebuilt—this is me saying: yes, they can.
Just maybe not the way you expect.
If this moved you, please share it with someone who needs a little hope today