my story...

My Dad was first diagnosed with cancer in 2013. In response to this, I searched for anything that helped me feel relatable and understood. Now, I’m grieving my Dad. I miss him more everyday. I know I'm not the only one going through the journey of becoming powerless to the less-than-bearable parts of life, and we shouldn’t have to go through it alone. Speaking up and sharing my voice are two things I promised my Dad I’d do. This is for you.


In memory of my Dad.
12/11/1964– 11/19/2015.
I love you.