Luna's Lifeline

Losing my dad shattered me. For months, I couldn't leave my apartment without

breaking down. Then a stray cat, Luna, appeared.

Our walks slowly brought me back into the world. I noticed beauty, strangers smiled,

and an elderly neighbor shared her grief. We formed a circle.

Healing isn't forgetting, but letting new life grow around the pain. Luna created space

to breathe. Grief transforms us; it doesn't have to destroy us. Small moments of

connection become the lifelines we desperately need.