After my husband died, I thought breaking away from his family was the only way to heal. But grief had other plans. Instead of drifting apart, I found myself leaning on my in-laws more than ever—late-night calls, dating advice, even family weddings. When people asked how we were related, it was awkward, but then they said it: 'You’re our daughter.' Turns out, family can be chosen, and healing sometimes means holding on, not letting go. #Relationships #griefjourney #foundfamily