thinking of my mom on her birthday today. The beauty and grace she left remains along with her vacancy. It’s a soft pain I carry silently. But all is temporary except for love.
You don’t need to read the rest, I’m just venting.
It’s weird because it’s been a year, and I have only just begun to mourn. Sometimes it hits me all at once and sometimes it’s a light breeze. I’m still so disoriented in this version of outcome. I know there are so many people grieving different types of losses and grief and it’s complexities challenge us to go deeper into our own existence.
Everything feels brutally incomplete without her. A deep friendship with my mother pulls me into heaven with her sometimes searching in dreams, listening to the wind, humming through the garden…unable to locate her I just accept reality. Everyone gives solace through quotes and guidances but it’s all a tool that doesn’t fit the job. My life with her was an epic journey, finished too soon. I live for her now but always reaching outside of the barriers.
Today, maybe just for a moment, look around and try and find a place to exist and appreciate that existence. We are all having a human experience, and that’s it. It’s a fleeting thing and we only have the gift of now.
I miss my mom, absolutely and forever. I know she’s standing on the moon or off on some cosmic adventure.
Or, maybe she’s finally a little mushroom growing by the stream, her dream. Sweet dreams in a cabin by the fireplace. The scent of red cedar and roses.
thinking of my mom on her birthday today. The beauty and grace she left remains along with her vacancy. It’s a soft pain I carry silently. But all is temporary except for love.
You don’t need to read the rest, I’m just venting.
It’s weird because it’s been a year, and I have only just begun to mourn. Sometimes it hits me all at once and sometimes it’s a light breeze. I’m still so disoriented in this version of outcome. I know there are so many people grieving different types of losses and grief and it’s complexities challenge us to go deeper into our own existence.
Everything feels brutally incomplete without her. A deep friendship with my mother pulls me into heaven with her sometimes searching in dreams, listening to the wind, humming through the garden…unable to locate her I just accept reality. Everyone gives solace through quotes and guidances but it’s all a tool that doesn’t fit the job. My life with her was an epic journey, finished too soon. I live for her now but always reaching outside of the barriers.
Today, maybe just for a moment, look around and try and find a place to exist and appreciate that existence. We are all having a human experience, and that’s it. It’s a fleeting thing and we only have the gift of now.
I miss my mom, absolutely and forever. I know she’s standing on the moon or off on some cosmic adventure.
Or, maybe she’s finally a little mushroom growing by the stream, her dream. Sweet dreams in a cabin by the fireplace. The scent of red cedar and roses.
thinking of my mom on her birthday today. The beauty and grace she left remains along with her vacancy. It’s a soft pain I carry silently. But all is temporary except for love.
You don’t need to read the rest, I’m just venting.
It’s weird because it’s been a year, and I have only just begun to mourn. Sometimes it hits me all at once and sometimes it’s a light breeze. I’m still so disoriented in this version of outcome. I know there are so many people grieving different types of losses and grief and it’s complexities challenge us to go deeper into our own existence.
Everything feels brutally incomplete without her. A deep friendship with my mother pulls me into heaven with her sometimes searching in dreams, listening to the wind, humming through the garden…unable to locate her I just accept reality. Everyone gives solace through quotes and guidances but it’s all a tool that doesn’t fit the job. My life with her was an epic journey, finished too soon. I live for her now but always reaching outside of the barriers.
Today, maybe just for a moment, look around and try and find a place to exist and appreciate that existence. We are all having a human experience, and that’s it. It’s a fleeting thing and we only have the gift of now.
I miss my mom, absolutely and forever. I know she’s standing on the moon or off on some cosmic adventure.
Or, maybe she’s finally a little mushroom growing by the stream, her dream. Sweet dreams in a cabin by the fireplace. The scent of red cedar and roses.
thinking of my mom on her birthday today. The beauty and grace she left remains along with her vacancy. It’s a soft pain I carry silently. But all is temporary except for love.
You don’t need to read the rest, I’m just venting.
It’s weird because it’s been a year, and I have only just begun to mourn. Sometimes it hits me all at once and sometimes it’s a light breeze. I’m still so disoriented in this version of outcome. I know there are so many people grieving different types of losses and grief and it’s complexities challenge us to go deeper into our own existence.
Everything feels brutally incomplete without her. A deep friendship with my mother pulls me into heaven with her sometimes searching in dreams, listening to the wind, humming through the garden…unable to locate her I just accept reality. Everyone gives solace through quotes and guidances but it’s all a tool that doesn’t fit the job. My life with her was an epic journey, finished too soon. I live for her now but always reaching outside of the barriers.
Today, maybe just for a moment, look around and try and find a place to exist and appreciate that existence. We are all having a human experience, and that’s it. It’s a fleeting thing and we only have the gift of now.
I miss my mom, absolutely and forever. I know she’s standing on the moon or off on some cosmic adventure.
Or, maybe she’s finally a little mushroom growing by the stream, her dream. Sweet dreams in a cabin by the fireplace. The scent of red cedar and roses.
thinking of my mom on her birthday today. The beauty and grace she left remains along with her vacancy. It’s a soft pain I carry silently. But all is temporary except for love.
You don’t need to read the rest, I’m just venting.
It’s weird because it’s been a year, and I have only just begun to mourn. Sometimes it hits me all at once and sometimes it’s a light breeze. I’m still so disoriented in this version of outcome. I know there are so many people grieving different types of losses and grief and it’s complexities challenge us to go deeper into our own existence.
Everything feels brutally incomplete without her. A deep friendship with my mother pulls me into heaven with her sometimes searching in dreams, listening to the wind, humming through the garden…unable to locate her I just accept reality. Everyone gives solace through quotes and guidances but it’s all a tool that doesn’t fit the job. My life with her was an epic journey, finished too soon. I live for her now but always reaching outside of the barriers.
Today, maybe just for a moment, look around and try and find a place to exist and appreciate that existence. We are all having a human experience, and that’s it. It’s a fleeting thing and we only have the gift of now.
I miss my mom, absolutely and forever. I know she’s standing on the moon or off on some cosmic adventure.
Or, maybe she’s finally a little mushroom growing by the stream, her dream. Sweet dreams in a cabin by the fireplace. The scent of red cedar and roses.
Sunday serotonin workflow for my OCDream espresso experience.
A great template for meme art
He’s good sometimes ✨@tynthecat
That season 3 flow really hits tonight 8/7c only on the see double you
You asked, @keeoone answered. Whether you’re a seasoned collector, or new to all things watches—see what the actor and watch-enthusiast had to say about your most pressing questions.
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Even the most passionate watch collectors have to start somewhere. In this edition of My First Time, @keeoone talks about his first luxury watch and how he felt when he first got it. Spoiler: he almost got sick after seeing the money leave his bank account.
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The best times. Thank you for including me this year. I will cherish these memories and smile often because of y’all🤌🏻💗
What would you name your own coffee shop ?
Sabering Champagne for a TV Show #props #setlife #filmmaking @molly7hagan @jaredpadalecki
Episode 2 teaser
Think about your eBay Watchlist as a window into your personal style expression. It’s as much about who you are as who you hope to become. Peek into actor @keeoone’s Watchlist to see what’s next for his collection and his expression.
#WatchMe #Watches #ebaywatches #luxurywatches #rolexsubmariner #rolexexplorer2 #rolexaholics #alangesohne #patekaholic #patekaquanut #watchcommunity
a deeper breath
A visual prayer
I’m about to take over @thecwwalker Instagram so go follow and get ready for some wild stuff that definitely won’t be spoilers, bad behavior or awkward behind the scenes photos I took!🥰😘
NEW EPISODE OF WALKER TONIGHT AND @thecwwalkerindependence WORLD PREMIERE
TOMORROW
IYKYK
This Fall currency got me feeling inflated with joy.
This Fall currency got me feeling inflated with joy.
This Fall currency got me feeling inflated with joy.
a year gone by
and still
a whole lifetime ahead without my spectacular mother.
My best friend, my first love, my forever soul🌹
Wow, loss is a brilliant reminder to be present and find joy in our human experience.
any grief tips that truly helped you, please comment below
