Peace of Me

the holidays are coming up. and a huge moment in “time” where we’re going into 2026.

this year has been tough. Grief has been ever present- in a multitude of ways.

i went through a breakup, moved from my hometown, we lost my dad in october and my aunt a few days before thanksgiving.

and i cry just about every day thinking of them and all those we’ve lost.

i’ve experienced many wins this year too, but when your loved ones physically die- the wins don’t outweigh the harsh reality.

i’ve experienced joy AND deep, deep sadness. I wrote this poem because I love my family and they are my home. in my head, i hold some of the most precious memories with loved ones who are now photos and physically in graves.

and if their lives taught me anything- it’s the value of LIVING. because one day, we won’t be.

if this tugged on your heart strings and you’re carrying grief into the holidays-i’m sending you so much love

sidenote: i forgot to also add we use to be cracking up when we heard our aunts speaking in tongues …because like when you first hear it…it’s likeee “say what now?!” (we know better now )