Most people don’t understand how deep the loss of a sibling cuts. I do. I lost my favorite sibling, my big brother. My favorite person! It's not just the death of a brother or sister, it’s the loss of shared history, identity, inside jokes, and the future you imagined with them in it. Whether the relationship was close, complicated, or both, I know what it’s like to carry that grief while the world keeps moving. I want you to feel grounded by the reminder that your grief doesn’t have to follow anyone else’s timeline. Also, it's okay to sit in discomfort, to not have the words, and to simply miss them. If you’re grieving the loss of a sibling and feel unseen or unsupported in your pain, let’s talk. You don’t have to grieve alone.