Regina Daniels took me out, saying I needed a break. I wasn’t sure, but I was tired of crying and thinking, feeling as if the whole world is coming to an end. As I stepped into the club, the stares, whispers, and loud music hit me. Is she okay? I could almost hear them ask.

I grabbed a drink, but my hands was shaking. Every song reminded me of him, our nights, our laughter, beautiful moments we shared and everything we lost. I felt out of place. But Regina pulled me to the dancefloor. “Let go,” she pulled me and we hit the dance floor.

So, I danced, I smiled, maybe for the first time in months. It didn’t erase the pain, but for a moment, I felt free. Healing would take time, but I knew one thing, I would be okay and back on my feet, if not for anyone but for my children.

- Annie Macaulay