01/22/2026
Today is Jordana’s 10-year angel anniversary. And all over social media, people are sharing their 2016 memories. For us, 2016 was the worst year of our lives.
Jordana had just turned 10 — and instead of planning birthdays, we were loosing her. How we are here isn’t a moment or a day — it’s something we are still walking, and always will be. Starting this year the "same way" wasn’t an option. So in December, I said yes to something without fully understanding what I was agreeing to 😵💫 — a week of daily, four-hour hikes through the steep mountains of Malibu. What I found was a new layer of grit — and admittedly, a nervous system that was exhausted and needed to be recharged through my body. Every climb felt symbolic of the mountains we’ve climbed to get here. Every hike was for her. There were many tears left on those mountains, laughter too. Long stretches of quiet. My body felt broken almost immediately… and then, by day three, something shifted. Strength returned. Calm settled in. By the end, I was waking up before the 5:30 a.m. wake-up, ready to climb again.
So... this is my 10-year reflection. As I write this, I’m sitting beside Jordana’s resting place, remembering how terrified I was when I first created this IG account. I never imagined it would hold our family through grief...all of us, in different ways, over time.
You met us here. Through messages. Through ❤️ on a screen. And somehow, we felt held. Over 10 years, the boys grew into young men!🥹. I saw their anger soften here. They found ways to share Jordana that felt safe. Their friends joined the circle and our deeply rooted, volunteer-based work all powered by our love for her connected us. So today, THANK YOU. To those who’ve been here from the beginning, those who just joined, and those who made roomTO LET US GROW and not judge it. Supported it.
So as I sit beside her I'm thinking "hey Jordy — I did something new again this morning. One of your angels nudged me and we started our first paddle lesson. 🌈. I find those rainbows always baby girl. Keep loving me...until I can wrap my arms around you again.