yesterday marked 17 years since my dad's death. i just always feel like that should be mentioned. not to say we make a production out of it anymore...17 years is a really long time, and my mom just kinda mentioned it yesterday at dinner with my brother and i. but it's definitely a life-shaping event. i definitely wouldn't be who i am if it hadn't happened.

i really wish i could find this memoir i wrote as a freshman in college. nominated for some award. i searched for it a while back and couldn't find it, which really bothers me. but it's called "splinters" and it's about that day.