❤️🩹This is Yabo I stopped by to visit a friend in the area—someone who lived with us for a while, someone who knows me well. It was meant to be a quick, sweet moment to celebrate their new home and the season they’re stepping into. I was genuinely proud to be there. Then it happened. I stepped outside to see their dog, Yabo. As soon as he smelled me, he knew. He ran straight to me, pressed his body into mine, and wouldn’t let go. I could feel him melt into me… and I melted too. I lost it. Hot tears. Sobs. A full-on breakdown in their backyard. See, our Konah girl helped raise Yabo when they lived with us. She taught him how to be calm, how to follow, how to love. And in that moment, it was like I could feel her too—like they both showed up at once to wrap around me. That’s how grief works. It sneaks in without warning. It can be soft and fierce at the same time. It brings beauty and pain in the same breath. And sometimes, it shows up in a backyard with a dog who remembers. I share these moments because this is what my processing looks like. This is me, grieving here and now. Sometimes publicly. Often messy… and probably even misunderstood. But this is real. And I’ve learned it’s better to let it out than hold it in. Yesterday was hard. Really hard. I fell apart more than once. And I’m thankful for the people who made space for that—clients, friends, those who didn’t try to fix it or make it tidy. Just held space while I let the waves come. #grief #waves #pain #hurt #healing #hugs #dog #love #support #comfort #epicyourlife #raw #vulnerable