04/28/2026
𝒜𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝒻𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃
For approx. 20 years, an easel sat quietly in my life—given to me with one simple request:
“Je te le donne, je te demande juste de me faire une peinture.”
I always thought there would be time. Tomorrow felt guaranteed.
But tomorrow isn’t promised.
In March, he chose his time to go, and with him went the chance I thought I’d always have. That unfinished promise now lives in the space between regret and awakening.
We spoke the day before he passed. And somehow, I still have one last message sitting there—unread—full of everything I wish I had said sooner about how special he was, how deeply I appreciated all he gave.
I now have his camera—another piece of something we share in common. Painting. Photography. The things that quiet my mind, that ground me, that feel like truth.
So this is my reminder, to myself and to anyone reading:
Don’t wait to create. Don’t wait to love. Don’t wait to live.
Don’t wait to say how you feel—because sometimes the message stays unread.
We postpone the things that matter most, thinking life will pause for us. It doesn’t.
Now, every brushstroke and every photo I take carries a piece of him. In my stillness, in my focus, in the moments where the world fades away—that’s where he remains.
Not in what I didn’t do…
But in everything I will do now.
Today is the only promise we have.
What will you do with it?
