I haven't updated in a while and I haven't been very active either.

I lost my dad a week ago after fighting against complications with diabetes and pneumonia for 4 days in the hospital. The memorial was last Friday and things seems to be calming down a bit from the intense week that last week was. For anyone that really knows me, I am a total daddy's girl and I talked to my dad all the time.

It's not even been 5 years since I lost one of my closest friends to suicide and I still get mad at her sometimes, wanting to talk to her or share something with her. I can't even imagine how long it will be before I stop wanting to pick up the phone and call my dad. Or how long it will take before every happy memory doesn't turn into something sad. My dad was one of my people - I'm not sure how else to describe it, but losing him in my life is like losing a piece of myself.

I'm trying to find distractions. Thankfully there's work waiting for me, and 3 classes this semester, and I'm sure both are blessings in disguise. I also have some art projects waiting for me, and at some point I might lock myself in a room with some paint and canvas or just go for a long drive with my camera and some good music.