06/01/2026
The weight of devastation has been heavy this week. It has taken an extreme amount of effort within me to put on a happy face for work when deep down inside, I just want to sit in silence, grieve, pray, and process.
During a quiet walk in the garden last night, I saw this gorgeous swallowtail butterfly fluttering through a patch of wild daisies. Something about this butterfly in the daisies reminded me of my friend, Loriana, because even though they are wild and invasive weeds, Loriana loved those daisies.
Less than a year ago, at the young age of 41, she was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic and liver cancer.
She fought like hell, boy did she. But her courageous fight came to an end a few days ago.
As angry and sad as I am to lose such a precious friend, I find peace and comfort in knowing that she is no longer in pain, and celebrating at her welcome home party up in Heaven.
I’m so grateful to have known a beautiful soul.
If I could ask a favor, please lift Loriana’s daughters, husband, and extended family up in prayer.
Cancer sucks.
