Sitting with Vulnerability and Finding Gratitude Loss has a way of sneaking up on you. It isn’t just about the people or things that have left—it’s the realization of time you can’t get back, the choices you might have made differently, the versions of yourself that no longer exist. Sometimes it’s nostalgia that stings, the way a song or a scent brings back a feeling so vivid you swear you could step back into it. Other times, it’s regret, whispering all the “what-ifs” that can never be answered.