The day my dad had a heart attack, the world was mourning Kobe Bryant. One loss echoed loudly. The other sat quietly in my chest. This is a story about grief that doesn’t trend—about what it feels like to carry sorrow the world doesn’t recognize.
The Grief That Doesn’t Trend
The day my dad had a heart attack, the world was mourning Kobe Bryant. One loss echoed loudly. The other sat quietly in my chest. This is a story about grief that doesn’t trend—about what it feels like to carry sorrow the world doesn’t recognize.