Cancer

Sometimes the shoes are for dancing alone or dancing with memories. It has been 12 years, 8 years, 4 years, 3 years... Or was it last...

A letter to my mom after she passed away.

Explaining how grief does not follow societies expectations.

Four words that changed everything.

I just want to call her and let her know everything.

How influencers have messed with healing and hope and ultimately lives.

Grief paralyzed me from moving forward. I could see my feet moving but my heart and my mind were stuck. And I became aware of it all.