Breathe in…


It’s only been two or three? weeks since I last wrote and I feel like I am a whole different person from when that last was written. Kyle’s grandfather passed away three days after my 28th birthday. I saw him gasp for air as his kidneys filled his body with poisonous gases that could no…

Eulogy


I’ve been typing and retyping and going back to the drawing board as I’ve tried to mentally sort out this past month. I feel like the creator of that one Green Day song, “Wake me up when September ends”, but replace ‘September’ with ‘January.’ I thought the tragedies might evade us this year after the…

happy holi–daze


Thanksgiving. Hanukkah. Christmas. New Year’s. It’s an existential dread to be in the holiday season yet again. I already bought into the scheme and already have my Christmas decor up and in its proper place. I hosted Thanksgiving without a hitch for the very first time. But man, am I zoning out through this chaotic…