01/03/2026
Today, I’m showing up with a heart that’s heavier than usual.
My mom, Michele, passed away unexpectedly today. She had just recently beaten cancer over the summer, and after 33 years of an alcohol addiction, she was finally sober. That window of healing was short - but it was real. And I’m grieving that it wasn’t longer.
We had a complicated relationship, and I’ve never been one to pretend otherwise. But she gave me so many pieces of who I am. The love I have for animals - that came from her. The way animals trusted her, loved her back - I carry that same gift. And I see it clearly in these photos of her. That’s the part of her I get to keep.
She loved penguins. She was a Life Path 6 - the kind of soul who, at her core, just wanted to nurture others. And in her last months, that part of her started to shine again. She beat the odds. She was in high spirits on New Year’s Eve, then suddenly declined after going into septic shock. But she spoke to every one of us before she let go. I’m thankful she got that chance.
Losing a mom at 33 is hard. But I’m grounded in my spirituality, and I trust the language of the unseen. My grief doesn’t cancel my growth. And her story doesn’t have to be perfect to still be important.
If you’re reading this, please just know: even complicated love is still love.
And if you’re still lucky enough to have a parent you’re estranged from - maybe don’t wait until they’re a memory to try again. You don’t have to forget the harm, but you might be surprised at what you can forgive. Sometimes, healing comes too late to save a relationship… but just in time to soften your grief.
Thanks for being here - in all of it. She was so proud of the work I have done with the animals & I dedicate that to her.
Rest in peace now Mom. I love you ❤️