Confession: I barely wrote for the last year. I had so many emotions — primarily grief — just clogging up every pathway to my greatest passion. Losing Dad was too big of a thing to touch. Sometimes things are just too heavy to put on a page. I’ve always known writing is how I best process and reflect whatever I’m going through, but I think the biggest blockage was my denial. How could I write about it if I didn’t want to let myself believe it?