06/05/2025
Taking a moment to acknowledge how profoundly difficult these past few months have been—both personally and professionally. It’s been almost four months since my mother passed, and even now, saying those words doesn’t feel real. The loss hasn’t fully registered.
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What hurts the most—what I think will always ache—is not having her here to help guide me as I raise my Maya. My mother shaped so much of who I am: my eye, my love of art, my sense of humor, my empathy. Moving forward without her feels so so heavy in ways I can’t quite put into words.
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To those around me: please be gentle. I’m still finding my footing, still trying to understand how to function in this new reality. Most days it feels like I’m just hovering—trying to maneuver through this incapacitatingly painful absence. I miss my best friend.
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I’m deeply grateful for Tobi, who’s been my anchor, and for this radiant little baby—our Maya—who brings light even in the darkest moments. 🤍
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It’s the quieter moments when I’m left to reminisce and relive and rehash the sudden and very painful way she slipped away from us. People keep asking me how they can help and what they can do to support me / us. And, truly, just invite us, include us in plans, because the more I am surrounded by friends, the better I feel.
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Thanks for reading.
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With gratitude,
Sharón
