Today is the 1x month anniversary of my fathers passing away. It was a hard day. I can’t believe he has already been gone for a month. Nothing in the world can prepare you for your parent passing away. There is no playbook, no medication, no past sorrow that this experience can relate to. I know that time will heal all wounds and this to shall slowly pass, it’s so hard when the shock and the grief is so close to you and it hits you like a tone of bricks to feel like there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I’m grateful for the love and support of all my family, friends and colleagues. It means allot to me to know how much people really care and to see the ones that really step up to check in with me and remind me What it means to be loved. I have hope, optimism and trust that everything I experienced / experiencing this last month and in the coming months is just part of the journey of grieving and as scary and unknown as it feels there will be a light at the end of the tunnel and my happiness, joy and passion for life will return with a new appreciation for life. What only hurts us makes us stronger but it’s what we learn from the hurt that makes us better humans. Remember to love and live everyday like it’s your last, because life is so short. (This photo of my Dad was taken on his last trip to see me in LA - Feb 2019. Luna my dog who passed away March 2020 loved my dad. I know they are sitting together in heaven just like they always did every time Dad came to visit)