Her. 🤍 On August 19, 2018, at 1:19am, my mama took her last breath. Seven years later, the memory of that day still feels sharp and heavy. On the morning of August 18th, I woke up to a message from my grandparents: We’re on a plane, we’ll message when we get to JFK and let …
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Grief, in the Light of her Laugh
It was Mother's Day, 2018. The sky was the kind of blue you don't notice until later, when everything's different. The ocean was quiet that day, like it knew something I didn't yet. We sat on the sand, the two of us, and dad. Toes buried, sun on our shoulders. I remember her laughing - …
Home is where the heart is.
Home: a 4 letter word with more meaning than most other words in the human language. What does home mean to you? To me, home is where my animals are, & where I spend time with my loved ones creating memories and sharing love and laughter together. Home is 4 paws and a heartbeat, home …
An Ode to Grandparents!
Well, hi there! It’s been quite a while since I’ve written on here but with the new year already underway, I figured it was about time to get back into my writing and sharing life & my sweet mama with you all. Where to even start?! So much has happened since I last wrote a …
The Art of Rachel in the Rain 