When the world moves on, we pause to remember.

Every sentence brought him closer...and then further again, a balancing act between joy and ache.

We wrote this together, as sisters, as daughters, to remember our Dad this Father’s Day… and every day after.

What do paper cranes, a roller coaster, “Ghetto Supastar," and a Virgo’s refusal to fold wings have in common?

Our family’s love story, told one fold at a time.