Since we said goodbye to our bulldog Bruce Wayne in April, the grief has come in waves. Some days feel lighter, others hit unexpectedly hard. But through it all, I keep reminding myself—grief is just love with nowhere to go. I miss him deeply, and yet I still feel his presence in the quiet moments, the soft memories, the way he made our family feel whole. I’m not seeking to get over the loss—I’m learning how to carry it with love, one breath at a time.