Wanted to share that my mom passed in March. The loss is so big, I just had to set it down here for a moment and readjust. To say that she's my mom, she's amazing, and I love her so much. That I exist now only as a vessel for her memory and I don't care much what happens to me outside of that. I really need as many people as I can get to know how much she loved her dogs, how much she loved her family, how much she loved the world. The earth. The dirt beneath her feet and the trees around her. How much she thought that love was the single-most important thing ever, and carried herself with it to the best of her ability. She is context for half of who I am, good and bad. And I don't see life or love or myself the same way anymore.
Anyway. Talk to the birds, talk to the trees, touch hands, touch hands. She didn't deserve this.














