For the ones who are still learning to breathe around the absence. Grief doesn't arrive in stages. It arrives in a Tuesday morning. In a grocery list written for two. In the silence after a joke that only one person would have understood. I'm Still Here was written inside that silence. A collection of poems, letters, and reflections that don't reach for the sky to find the people we've lost. They look for them where they actually live. In the objects they touched. In the habits they left behind. In the love that didn't go anywhere just because they did. I wrote these pages for those who are done with the stages. Who don't need a roadmap or a revelation. Who just need someone to say: what you're feeling is real, and it's enough, and you don't have to be anywhere else right now. This is not a book about moving on. It is a book about staying present with everything that remains. For anyone whose grief lives in the small, everyday moments For those who need to feel understood, not guided A gift that meets people exactly where they are Some books will tell you love never dies. This one shows you where it lives. I'm Still Here.