Grief is never simple. It’s gritty, chaotic, and relentless. When my husband, Daniel, died just weeks before holiday, it felt like my whole world had crumbled. He was more than just my partner; he was my anchor, my confidant, and the father of our 16-year-old son, Ethan. I believed that dealing with the loss of the man I loved would be the toughest thing I ever faced, but I was mistaken. What happened next took me completely by surprise