Danielle was born into a world already burning—raised by a mother lost to addiction, a father trying to hold on, and a house that never felt like home. My Grief Has Bones is her unflinching memoir of survival, loss, and the complicated love that lingers long after someone is gone. Told in raw, lyrical vignettes, this is the story of a girl who learned to read danger before she could read words, who carried her family’s chaos like it was her own fault, and who—piece by piece—taught herself to let go. For anyone who has ever loved someone they couldn’t save, for anyone learning to choose themselves, this book is proof: grief can break you, but it can also build you