The world keeps moving and you’re standing there like… wait. That was my person.

Losing my dad before I could show him the biggest dreams in my life cracked something open in me. Not just sadness. A kind of before and after.

And I won’t pretend it didn’t.

Some days I’m okay. Some days I’m not.
But either way, I carry him into what I build now.

If you’ve lost someone too, you know.

The world keeps moving and you’re standing there like… wait. That was my person.

Sometimes the most honest thing you can say is:
That loss rewired me.
And I’m still becoming.

I’ll always wish he was here for the big moments.
But I also know this: I’m not quitting on the life I wanted him to see.
Not now. Not ever.