It's been a 6 month hiatus for me after my father passed to check in with social media.
Lots of up and down, and back and forth.
Been working away on #tgabook before launching #tgafilm, and making some really sweet headway on that amidst the trying period.
I had no idea the death of a parent (my 2nd parent at that) could be so harrowingly challenging to the extent it was, and somewhat still is, but also realizing so many sweet insights amidst the recovery process.
Slowly coming back to surface after an understandably depressive state. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, I suppose.
Headed on a big camping trip before getting back to the #tgabook, but in the meantime, trying to breathe a little deeper, and beginning to realize how perfectly it all unfolds even in our most desperate state.
Bottoming out has been a wonderful way to transform.
With death, comes a new kind of rebirth, and am slowly navigating these new waters.
In my Dad's honor, I've spent the last 6 months getting deeply entrenched in many houseplants, the book, and hanging out with my adorable niece, Katie bean.
So very grateful.
Pain has been my most trusted teacher as of late, and what could be more perfect that that?