arba: it’s been forty days since my grandfather transitioned. in the orthodox teachings, it’s said the soul roams the earth for forty days, visiting places and people they once knew. at the end of the forty days, the soul finally departs the earth, awaiting judgement day. I’m not sure what it is I believe. my grandfather is from one of the holiest cities on earth and yet he still had some questions, so how could you blame me?
i still hear his voice, yelling for me to come inside after i had been playing outside all day. i still see him, sitting in his chair, wearing his favorite bucket hat, always happy to see me when i come home. i still smell his old spice aftershave. i still feel his warmth.
i needed him. and he was always there for me. he raised me to be tough. to carve myself out a place in this world. he taught me to do right by others. to treat everyone with respect [but not to take any shit.] he loved his family. emaye especially. and I know unconditional love because of him.
nothing i say here will ever be enough. and i’m sure I’ll be writing about him for the rest of my life. but for now, i pray his soul is finally at rest, wherever he is. i hope he’s reunited with all those who passed before him. i hope he’s able to see the amazing legacy he’s left behind. i hope he knows how much he’s loved and how much he’s missed. i hope he knows he was more than just a grandfather to me but my best friend. i hope he guides me through this grief as he has guided me my entire life.
rest in peace to our jegna.
the world lost a hell of a man.
until we meet again. 🕊
forever your gd.
i’ve been feeling reeeeeal nostalgic for the blogspot era lately idky. i was ready to give y’all a throwback stream of consciousness post about what i learned this last year. iykyk. but i looked back on my year in photos and i was happy. i drank a lot of coffee. i had a lot of laughs. i gave and got a lot of hugs. god gives you the ability to forget as a way to help you keep it moving. i am grateful for all of it. asia said ‘this year [the magic], it’ll triple.’ LET’S TRIPLE IT THEN! love always. xx
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please join us on Saturday April 25th from 6-9pm for tea, sounds and a look into my visual diary exploring themes of love + grief, culture, and the journey back to self.
prints + merch will be available for purchase. hope to see you there. xx
![arba: it’s been forty days since my grandfather transitioned. in the orthodox teachings, it’s said the soul roams the earth for forty days, visiting places and people they once knew. at the end of the forty days, the soul finally departs the earth, awaiting judgement day. I’m not sure what it is I believe. my grandfather is from one of the holiest cities on earth and yet he still had some questions, so how could you blame me?i still hear his voice, yelling for me to come inside after i had been playing outside all day. i still see him, sitting in his chair, wearing his favorite bucket hat, always happy to see me when i come home. i still smell his old spice aftershave. i still feel his warmth.i needed him. and he was always there for me. he raised me to be tough. to carve myself out a place in this world. he taught me to do right by others. to treat everyone with respect [but not to take any shit.] he loved his family. emaye especially. and I know unconditional love because of him.nothing i say here will ever be enough. and i’m sure I’ll be writing about him for the rest of my life. but for now, i pray his soul is finally at rest, wherever he is. i hope he’s reunited with all those who passed before him. i hope he’s able to see the amazing legacy he’s left behind. i hope he knows how much he’s loved and how much he’s missed. i hope he knows he was more than just a grandfather to me but my best friend. i hope he guides me through this grief as he has guided me my entire life.rest in peace to our jegna.the world lost a hell of a man.until we meet again. forever your gd.](https://sp1.picnob.com/p/pt_6827706047292514526746_0_299301712b5deedefeced75f8757ccb5.jpg?o=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&h=ad230e7287ad6b423f02c151043a6163)
![i’ve been feeling reeeeeal nostalgic for the blogspot era lately idky. i was ready to give y’all a throwback stream of consciousness post about what i learned this last year. iykyk. but i looked back on my year in photos and i was happy. i drank a lot of coffee. i had a lot of laughs. i gave and got a lot of hugs. god gives you the ability to forget as a way to help you keep it moving. i am grateful for all of it. asia said ‘this year [the magic], it’ll triple.’ LET’S TRIPLE IT THEN! love always. xx](https://sp1.picnob.com/p/pt_6739423451192149542429_0_71d791484f88f07357f3df11b4732c38.jpg?o=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&h=5a20cdf07660318a02f82213a42554c6)
