Be sure to subscribe and keep watching, because today’s story is both heart-wrenching and profoundly moving. Savannah Chrisley is marking a deeply emotional milestone—

the first anniversary of her former fiancé Nic Kerdiles’ tragic death, a loss that continues to reverberate through her life. On Monday, September 23rd, Savannah, 27,

took to Instagram to commemorate a year since the devastating loss of Kerdiles, who tragically passed at just 29 years old after sustaining critical injuries in a motorcycle accident in Nashville last year.

In a post that combined heartbreak and remembrance, she wrote simply: “I can’t believe it’s been a year. Broken heart… still don’t want to believe it.” Alongside her words, she shared a repost of the video she originally shared after Kerdiles’ death, as well as a photo of white roses placed along a roadside—likely near the site of the accident—overlaying the image with a touching Bible verse and the heartfelt words: “Thank you for all the signs you send me.”

The tragic loss of Kerdiles stunned fans and friends alike, as Savannah reflected publicly on the intensity and depth of their relationship. In her original post following his death, she admitted: “It is impossible to believe that you are really gone. I don’t know how to absorb that news. I don’t know how to react. I am so sad and so numb. I don’t want to believe it.”

Their relationship had begun when Savannah was just 20 and Nic was 23, a young couple navigating the complexities of life and love. Their engagement, which began in December 2018, ended in July 2020, though the two remained close friends and even explored dating again in the subsequent year. Savannah once described their connection as unique, telling fans: “Nick was part of my family, and he still is. We just want to figure out things on our terms. Nick was 26 and I was 23—we had the rest of our lives to figure it out.”

The heartbreaking circumstances of Kerdiles’ death were reported by local outlet WRK News 2. According to reports, he ran a stop sign in a residential area north of Nashville while riding his Indian motorcycle around 3:30 a.m., colliding with the driver’s side of a BMW. Though the driver escaped unharmed, Kerdiles was rushed to a nearby hospital where he later succumbed to his injuries.

For Savannah, the year since his passing has been a journey of grief, reflection, and quiet remembrance. On the September 24th episode of her Unlocked Podcast, she admitted she had been dreading the anniversary, holding back tears as she spoke openly about the enduring pain. “It’s so hard. There have been times where I felt him so present, and it’s hard to believe that he’s actually gone,” she said, capturing the lingering presence of a love lost too soon.

Earlier this year, Savannah also marked what would have been Kerdiles’ 30th birthday with a heartfelt tribute on Instagram. A montage of photos showcased their happiest moments together, and Savannah wrote: “I feel you all around me. We may have been broken up, but I never stopped loving you. Part of me always thought that maybe we would have found our way back… I so badly wish we were celebrating 30. I wish I could have seen you be one hell of a dad. You always wanted that. This one hurts. What I wouldn’t do for that smile and an ‘I love you kid.’”

The anniversary brought back waves of emotion in a deeply personal way. Savannah woke before sunrise, the quiet of her bedroom broken only by a slice of morning light through the curtains. For a fleeting moment, she forgot the significance of the day—but then, the reminders began. “One year, one whole year without Nick,” she whispered, drawing her knees to her chest as grief washed over her.

Her morning ritual became one of intimate remembrance. On her coffee table sat a small stack of photos, one carefully placed there the night before. Picking up a selfie of the couple, she was immediately transported back to the laughter, love, and moments of ordinary joy that had defined their time together. A spontaneous ice cream run, playful teasing, quiet talks—memories both tender and bittersweet.

Savannah’s reflections were not limited to the public eye. She scrolled through old candid photos, one showing Kerdiles laughing uncontrollably as he taught her to ride an electric scooter. She remembered the moment vividly—falling twice, being scolded, and then helped up, his laughter infectious. She posted the photo on Instagram, her fingers trembling as she typed: “One year… still don’t want to believe it. You deserved so much more life, Nick. Thank you for loving me, teaching me, challenging me, and changing me. I miss you.”

Thousands of responses poured in—messages of love, support, and prayer. But Savannah didn’t immediately engage with the public reactions. Instead, she sought solitude, walking the paths she and Nick had frequented together. She traced familiar landmarks—the bench where they discussed their future, the bend where he challenged her to race, and the oak tree where he had carved their initials. Each touch, each memory, was a connection to a life cut tragically short.

Her family also offered solace. Her brother, Chase, sent a supportive message: “Love you. If you want to talk, I’m up.” Savannah replied, “I’m okay. Love you too.” Small gestures of familial support underscored the depth of love surrounding her even amid grief.

As the day faded, Savannah lit a candle on her kitchen counter and placed one of Kerdiles’ baseball caps nearby. It was not a shrine, she emphasized, but a symbol—a quiet reminder of a life that had deeply intersected with hers. She curled up on the couch, listening to a playlist he had made, the music a mix of country and soft rock, each song evoking laughter, smiles, and tears.

Reflecting on the year, Savannah recognized that grief is not linear. Some days are sharp and piercing, others softer, almost comforting. But through it all, one truth remained: love had existed, fully and deeply, and that love endures even in the absence of the person who inspired it. “Some people leave too soon. Some stories end before they should. But love, the real kind, continues long,” she said, capturing the essence of her heartache and devotion.

Even a year after Nic Kerdiles’ tragic death, Savannah Chrisley’s remembrance is a testament to enduring love, the impact of shared moments, and the lasting presence of those we lose. Fans continue to send support, drawn not only to her public persona but to the raw, human experience of loss that she shares so openly. Her story is a reminder that while life can be heartbreakingly brief, the connections we form leave indelible marks, shaping who we are and how we love.

Savannah’s day of remembrance, though painful, is also a celebration of life—of love that once was, and love that, in memory, continues to inspire her journey forward.