THE END

This is the hardest post I've ever had to write.

My mom passed away two weeks ago.

She was a very private person and I never felt comfortable writing about her illness on here. I still don't. I will say that she fought to the very end and I am so proud to be her daughter.

I have always felt unusually fortunate. I have never taken my life for granted. But I also never imagined I'd know this kind of pain. Not at 29, at least.

I'm not sure where to go from here. I search for purpose and meaning in each day, and maybe someday soon that'll translate to my writing. I hope so.

Feel free to email me if you'd like to keep in touch.

Thanks for reading.