“Friend”ship through loss

I have tried to write about this subject a few different times, and each time it has translated to pure rage and immaturity. I have never felt as though I’ve been able to encompass the topic of friendship through loss effectively or appropriately. When I write about this, emotions rush through me. Most of them... Continue Reading →

47 + 2

The first weekend in February is known as a few different things. To the world, this weekend is Superbowl Sunday. To my family, it’s my Dad’s birthday weekend. What would have been his 49th. What is now, the second birthday without him. And two years and three days ago, this was the first of several... Continue Reading →

Fatherless Day

Nobody can prepare you for the ache of loss. Death is something that strikes and leaves a permanent wound. This wound is ever present and imprisons you mentally and physically. It’s like hearing a new word and suddenly being cognitively aware of it being used around you, all the time. It’s comparable to someone you... Continue Reading →

I Wear Blue & Blue Wears Me

It’s like a beautiful sunset in your rearview mirror. When you look ahead, the sun doesn’t grace the sky any longer. The sunset is a final wave goodbye to the day ending and calls you back to reminisce. The colors – red, orange, yellow, pink, blue, and purple, are the memories that keep you up... Continue Reading →

Turning Right

I’m quite aware that what I’m going to share with you is my grieving mind trying too hard to pick up on worldly signs I happen upon to make myself feel better. And I’m not ashamed about it - I needed it. My mom, sister, and I traveled to the city that never sleeps for... Continue Reading →

Thanksgiving with a Missing Seat

I am starting to write this post waiting for the clock to hit 4:45 so I can hit the road and drive home for Thanksgiving break. What I’m doing this year is strikingly similar to what I did 365 days ago. The only difference is one person. The only difference is the biggest difference there... Continue Reading →

Happy Birthday, Zafer.

Four months have gone by since I have talked to Zafer. I was fortunate enough to have a phone call with him on the 13th of April and also known as the day “he made a huge error.” We talked about Tucker and his antics, but above all, we talked about how happy he was... Continue Reading →

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