It seems impossible to encapsulate the incredibly special life of my father and his tragic death on May 9th 2017 using only my words. How can I fully describe a person whose smile, as I’m constantly reminded, could light up an entire room, but who also wrote “I can’t beat the demons anymore” moments before he ended his own life? I live in a constant battle in my own mind memorializing one of the most …
Tag: grief

My Moth Story: Making it as a Fat Backpacker, Navigating Suicide & Conquering the Camino de Santiago
I kept avoiding putting this story together because I knew it would be heartbreaking-- but as I mulled over all of my stories about travel, trying to think of anything lighter to present, I knew in my heart this story was important to tell for my own healing. It was an incredible honor to come in a close-second to a seasoned Moth veteran when I told this story. I am inspired to participate again if …

The Last Time I Saw You
Written December 29th 2017: Christmas 2016 was the last time I was home before my dad died. I drove over 20 hours from Boston, half of it on a spare tire after I blew one out in Canada, the final stretch through a famous Upper-Michigan snowstorm from the Mackinac Bridge all the way home. After I got in and had been greeted by my mom, brother and herd of anxious Saint Bernard’s, I went downstairs …