Sixteen Years of Grief and Love

Grief is a journey that does not follow a straight path. Sixteen years after my mother’s death, I find myself still navigating its winding roads. It is said that time heals all wounds, but there are some wounds that time cannot touch. This is my reflection on love, loss, and the grief that I carry every day for my mother, Uzoyibo Clara Okolie, née Egwuchukwu, a woman who shaped my world and whose…