The three things AI will never understand about grief and loss no matter how sophisticated it becomes.

After Alex died, signs became tiny lifelines: dimes, repeating numbers, cardinals landing right where I needed them. The day I saw “55” on Ian’s license plate, I knew Alex was still guiding me, reminding me that love doesn’t disappear; it just finds new ways to reach us. This is how I learned to trust those signs and how you can too.