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As the year comes to a close, there can be a quiet pressure in the air.

A sense that we should feel grateful. Complete. At peace.

That we should be “done” with something by now.

But grief doesn’t move according to calendars.

Love doesn’t either.

If you’re reading this during the holidays, or at the edge of a new year, I want to offer you something simple and steady: wherever you are right now is not a mistake.

The way you feel makes sense.

The pace you’re moving at is not behind.

And there is no destination you are failing to reach.

Grief is not a journey with an endpoint.

It’s a relationship that keeps evolving.

At first, the pain can feel sharp, bitter, disorienting.

It can knock the breath out of you.

Over time, something begins to soften. Not disappear, but change.

The ache becomes less jagged.

The memories carry more sweetness than sting.

And slowly, often quietly, the connection you share with your beloved animal starts to feel more real, not less.

This is one of the great misunderstandings of grief.