Illusions of Control

image of sky with white clouds, and text on top that says "Illusions of Control" in a cursive like font.

Do I at least get to choose when I die?
Or did that already happen…
when my innocence was taken,
when my last hope for control
was told to:
“stop ruining the moment.”

Week of 3/25

Emotionally exhausted these couple weeks since my dad’s death-versary was this weekend. I feel lots of gratitude.

BIG ECLIPSE ENERGY week of 4/8

It felt like being on summer break with some of my most loved ones. I felt blessed to witness such a historical moment with these people.

Week of April 1

Kayaking was beautiful, of all things my dad taught me I wish I ACTUALLY listened to him telling us how to kayak.   I felt extra sad and sad in a diff way. With this new season greeting of warm days and outdoor activities. I am thinking more about things my family used to do […]

helping my dad go to the bathroom

Whenever I happen to use a handicap stall in a bathroom (I really try not to) I think of my dad. A memory auto plays in my head. A memory of the time I was driving him around to run errands. He needed to go to the bathroom. He told me he could make it […]

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