The Goodbye I Wasn’t Ready For: What I Told My Toddler (When I Didn’t Have the Words)

This week, I said goodbye to my dad, maybe for the last time. It was emotional, complicated, and messy in ways I didn’t expect. And when my four-year-old saw me cry and asked why, I found myself trying to explain grief, love, and letting go in a way she could understand. This post is about those moments we can’t prepare for, when we’re both the parent and the child, and how we show up, even without the right words.