For the longest time, I thought I put my life on hold after my dad passed away to take care of family priorities. Because of that mindset, I spent a lot of time resenting myself, others, and being bitter about life itself. But the truth is, I didn’t put my life on hold. I kept on living my life despite the all the ups and seemingly deep downs. I found this film cartridge in my dad’s personal effects shortly after his death and contemplated developing it ever since, but I don’t want to anymore. My family helped me remember that we can’t rewrite the past, and even though bad stuff happens, we keep moving forward. I don’t feel the need to dwell on the past anymore and thinking about the “what ifs.” There’s nothing left for me in that cartridge and I’m okay with that.