“Moving forward doesn’t mean leaving them behind. It means carrying them differently.”
There may come a moment when you smile without flinching.
When you go a whole day without crying. When laughter doesn’t feel like guilt.
And then a thought hits you: *Am I moving on?*
And with that, the fear: *Does that mean I’m forgetting them? Leaving them behind?*
But moving forward is not abandonment. It’s honoring.
It means you’ve built enough inner scaffolding to carry their memory differently now.
Not as a wound, but as part of your marrow.
You will still miss them. You always will.
But the grief will shift. So will the shape of your days.
And that isn’t wrong — it’s healing.
Let yourself take the next step, whatever it is.
Let the love that once broke you open be the same love that walks you forward.
They are not left behind. They’re walking beside you — just in a quieter way now.
Sit somewhere still and supportive. Visualize yourself walking a winding path. Now picture them walking beside you — not behind, not ahead, but beside. Breathe in their presence. Say silently: 'We move together, even now.'
Take one small forward step today in an area you’ve been avoiding — not out of pressure, but permission. A chore. A call. A plan. Do it as an offering: 'I carry you with me.'
Sarai M. “I was afraid to make future plans. It felt like betraying my mom. But one day I booked a trip I’d talked to her about years ago. I cried on the plane. But I also felt her with me. I wasn’t leaving her behind — I was living for both of us.”
You’re not letting go — you’re moving forward with love in your pocket.