When someone new or unexpected asks abt my dad, its a bittersweet reminder that he was more loved than I could’ve imagined. I stopped the paletero to buy fruit & he asked abt my dad. He was saddened to hear that he passed & told me abt how he met him when he would sell at his job
Looking bck at this tweet makes me emotional bc I couldve never imagined the devastation this yr would bring. When my dad died I though my life had ended but as I am ending my last night in my resort in Cancun I cant help to feel proud of myself for making one of my goals reality
One of the hardest things abt loosing my dad is watching my mom mourn his loss bc I can handle my own pain but watching her suffer hurts me almost as much as loosing my dad does.
Grief is such a weird thing. My moms phone rang & for a split second I thought it was my dad calling my mom to let her know he had gotten off work & if she needed something from the store. Then I snapped back to reality. God, how badly do I wish we could get 1 more call.
Every time I catch myself talking about my dad in a present tense my heart breaks a little more when I realize I should be using past tense. I just cannot get used to referring to him as if he’s never coming back, even though he is never coming back 😭
I will always be so grateful & hold close to my heart the ppl who have been showing up for us during this time. Whether it has been a a call, text, visit, making sure we are rested & feed. Thank you God for our village 🙌🏻
Hispanic mutuals posting about voting for Trump because of his “economic policies” brotha you struggled to graduate high school I promise you know nothing about the economy 😭😭😭😭😭