Grief doesn’t always mean someone has died. Sometimes it’s grieving the childhood you imagined for your child It’s celebrating progress while quietly mourning how hard it had to be. It’s loving your child fiercely and still grieving the parts that feel heavy. The family dynamic you thought they’d have. The version of yourself that wasn’t always bracing for something to go wrong. Nothing has ended. Your child is here. You are here. But something shifted. This is grief.