Supplied The authorI remember the moment my daughter, Grace, gave our family the phrase that changed how we live with grief. Grace, who was 12, listened to us talking and then said, carefully, “Dad, what if we did something different? Since then, the “Happy Sad Day” has become our family’s annual ritual. The guilt Grace described, the fear of forgetting, the sense that sorrow is a duty, is a common trap. Our day is a reminder that we are different now, but also that different does not only mean diminished.

Source: Huffington Post February 01, 2026 07:51 UTC