The number one thing I’ve learned in grief is this: I cannot change what happened to William. I cannot change the fact that my son died. But I can choose how I respond to the life I have now. I can decide how I show up in my grief, in my parenting, in my love for him. That choice is the only sliver of control I’ve ever had — and some days, it’s the only thing that carries me. Do you feel this too? Have you found moments where you realized you couldn’t change what happened, but you could choose h