For someone I did not know personally, the recent passing of Chadwick Boseman hit home. Naturally, I think it would have for anyone that has been affected by cancer in some way. One of the sweetest memories I have of my mother while she was sick, was watching Black Panther together. It was the first weekend I took care of her by myself, with the help of my husband of course. She thoroughly enjoyed the movie as much as I did! So you could say it was absolutely heartbreaking when I read about Chadwick’s death. All I could think was “another beautiful soul gone too soon from the dreadful hands of cancer”. It is remarkable though, all the movies he made while fighting for his life. Not just any movies either, powerful ones. He was truly was an inspiration on and off the screen. My thoughts are with his family and the hard days ahead. Thank you for sharing your talents with the world. RIP King T’Challa.

Today, marks 10 months mom has been gone. Sometimes, it still feels surreal. Missing her never gets any easier. Especially when going through big life changes. Like recently parting with my job of six years. It was not a decision I made lightly, but one I felt was neccessary. The next chapter is still a mystery for me. All I know is mom has my back up there, always.