Dive In

Creating in the midst of watching my father battle cancer had become both an anchor and a release. There were days when the pain felt so heavy I could hardly breathe—like I was drowning in grief with no shoreline in sight. Instead of fighting the current, I let myself dive into the grief, letting it move through me rather than around me. And somehow, in that deep and turbulent place, creativity became a lifeline. Each piece I create carries traces of fear, love, and the fragile hope I hold onto. In creating, I honor the parts of him that shaped me, and I give myself a place to breathe when the weight of uncertainty becomes too much. It is not an escape from the pain, but a way of walking through it with open arms. My father passed away on October 19, 2025- and I will continue to create through this immense grief.