On Repetition

Hello. My name is Keanu. Three years ago, on this day, my mother was killed. Every year since then, I have written about my thoughts and emotions and posted something online to share. I treat this as a way to share my thoughts with those who are interested. I seek…

On Being Alive

Two years ago, on this date, my mom was killed. Months before that, a close friend of mine took his own life. Months after that, my grandmother, who effectively raise me, died. I have been trying my hardest to keep moving forward, even when it seems impossible. There have been…

On Being Okay

My mom was killed exactly one year ago. A lot happened before that, a lot happened on that day, and a lot has happened since. Goodbye The last time I saw my mom was when she came to visit Seattle with my uncle, who was visiting from Hungary. I showed…

On Grieving

There are a lot of things I don't know how to do. I don't know how to change the tire on a car. I don't know how to operate a dishwasher. I don't know to ice skate without hurting myself. But, among all of those things, the most daunting thing…