As a mother, it felt as though my heart had been ripped from my chest.
The question that echoed endlessly within my mind was simply: “Why? Why did this happen to us?”
There were no answers — only deafening silence.
And yet, within that silence, something began to stir — the faint spark of a purpose I couldn’t yet name.
In my deepest grief, I reached for something that reminded me of home:
a small chili-shaped earring, a symbol of my hometown in Italy.
I placed it beside Freya as a gesture of love, strength, and protection.
That simple act became a reminder that even in the darkest moments, love finds new ways to live on.