Auldine Brow (@auldinebrow) TikTok: 168K seguidores

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⸻ I began this year with a promise to myself—to walk in happiness, joy, and renewal. Then, in an instant, my heart was shattered by the sudden loss of my cousin, my sister in every way that mattered. I am devastated, broken, and torn apart in ways words can barely hold. I spent the last six months of last year with her, and in that time our bond grew deeper than it had ever been. While I was quietly fighting depression after losing my mom, she became my strength. She would look at me and say, “It’s okay… you will be okay, cuz.” Those words carried me then, and they are carrying me now. Her absence feels unreal. The pain is heavy, and the disbelief still lingers. Yet even in my sorrow, I am choosing to hold on—to her voice, her love, and her faith in me. This year, I will not allow the enemy to steal my joy. I may weep through the night, but I will wait, believing that my morning joy will come.

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⸻ I began this year with a promise to myself—to walk in happiness, joy, and renewal. Then, in an instant, my heart was shattered by the sudden loss of my cousin, my sister in every way that mattered. I am devastated, broken, and torn apart in ways words can barely hold. I spent the last six months of last year with her, and in that time our bond grew deeper than it had ever been. While I was quietly fighting depression after losing my mom, she became my strength. She would look at me and say, “It’s okay… you will be okay, cuz.” Those words carried me then, and they are carrying me now. Her absence feels unreal. The pain is heavy, and the disbelief still lingers. Yet even in my sorrow, I am choosing to hold on—to her voice, her love, and her faith in me. This year, I will not allow the enemy to steal my joy. I may weep through the night, but I will wait, believing that my morning joy will come.