Melissa Moret

6/30/26 - 2 months later Dear God, I'm back. I'm starting to realize that healing doesn't come with a deadline. I thought I was doing better, and maybe in some ways I am. But this past week has been hard. I'm tired. I'm drained. If I could, I'd book another trip to Puerto Rico right now. Grief is a strange companion. It comes quietly until it suddenly reminds you it's still there. I miss my father more than words can hold. All I have left are memories, and some days they feel like both a gift...

4/28/26 - grateful Dear God, Tonight, I didn’t have to pretend. My smile came naturally, and my laughter was real. Something I’ve been searching for found its way back to me: joy. I caught myself in the middle of it and paused, just to take it in. For those moments, I wasn’t thinking about the pain, the memories, the anger, or the frustration. Life felt light again. When I realized what I was feeling, I almost started to cry. It reminded me that You are still restoring me, even in the places...

3/20/26 - lol its been awhile. Dear God, Can I be honest with You? I feel like I’m at my limit. I don’t know how much more I can take. It feels like it’s one thing after another, and I’m trying to stay strong through it all. I know one thing I carry from my father is the ability to keep moving forward even while bleeding. He taught me to keep going no matter what, and I’ve held onto that. But the truth is, trying to stand strong while everything feels like it’s falling apart is not easy. I...