i saw ma recently. i mentioned you and she immediately started crying (she doesn't always, don't worry). now i know how you felt after abue died. "the pain of remembering, the pain of forgetting."

i ate taco bell today. i can feel you rolling in your grave. but let's not forget when you ate a chalupa i told you i made it and YOU LOVED IT.

if you're ready to start haunting people, can you mess with my co worker? she keeps showing me pictures of her doll collection. she also pronounces epitome - "ih-pi-tōme".

something really, really, messed up happened today to me and my friends. if you were here, i would've called you and ma immediately. but you're not and i know she'll fall to pieces when i tell her.

happy father's day. i miss you.

do you remember when i hoovered six funfetti cupcakes at my birthday? uncle mateo decided it was the perfect opporunity to play underdog on the swings even though ma told him to give me a minute. he kept pushing me higher and higher and then i vomited rainbow confetti sprinkles on his head. i've never seen you laugh so hard, you literally did a spit take. i only thought those happened in movies and tv.

i'm happy today, dad.

nearly a year. i should probably stop texting, huh?

but i won't.