It's Saturday morning, December 13, 2025. Zayden, every day Grammie wakes up just wishing this nightmare would finally be over—the one that started the moment you left us. You took with you so much love, warmth, and light, leaving a huge hole in our lives. That Wednesday afternoon at 1:22 pm? It changed everything, in ways none of us could’ve ever imagined.
The last few days have been a haze of sadness and disbelief. It’s like living in an endless storm—waves of heartache, anger, guilt, and hopelessness crashing down harder and harder. And honestly? It feels impossible to find my footing. The silence is unbearable. It’s so loud, louder than I ever thought silence could be, and the emptiness just hangs heavy in the air. Even the weather seems to be grieving with us—no sunshine, no warmth, just this gloomy vibe that mirrors the void your absence left behind. Grampa’s completely heartbroken, and I feel so lost, not knowing how to help him or how to even start mending his shattered heart. It’s like there’s this weight on my chest, and I can’t breathe. It never goes away, not even for a moment.
When will this lump in my throat finally go away? When will the tears stop? How much more can we cry before we feel even a tiny bit of relief? Is there ever going to be a day when this crushing weight on my heart eases up?
I keep holding on to the memories of you, Zayden. They’re like a lifeline, a little flicker of light in the dark. I think about your smiles lighting up every room, the curiosity in your eyes, and how your hugs could make everything feel okay.
Zayden, it’s your memory that keeps us going. Even though it’s hard, we try to focus on all the love and laughter you brought into our lives. I think about your determination and silly antics filling the house, and that smile of yours that could brighten even the worst days. These little moments, even though they’re bittersweet, are what keep me going when things feel too heavy. They remind me of the love we shared and that promise to never stop cherishing you, even now. Those memories are everything—they’re what connect us to you. They’re our little pieces of comfort in the middle of this storm. You’ll always, always be in our hearts, guiding us with the love and light you’ve left behind.
I hold on to this hope that one day these memories will make me smile more than cry—and that they’ll always be proof of how truly amazing you are.
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