On January 1st, 2014, my dad passed away after a rapid decline and a sudden diagnosis of stage IV lung cancer. Preparing for the ten-year anniversary of his death, I spent time reflecting about what a decade of grief has meant to me.

It started with some poems written on my commute to work on dark December mornings. It continued with experimentation with watercolors (not something I've ever done before) and revisiting old journal entries.

This compilation includes poems, blog posts, raw journal entries, and most importantly, my heart.

This brief anthology spans ten years of grief: the healing, hurting, journaling, journeying, and everything in between.