EVERY DAY
Honestly, there were not many moments that went by that I did not think of her. I wondered if my life was always going to be like that.
It was a sad, dark time in my life. I struggled through each and every day. Pushed through. Smiled for the sake of my children, but inside was dying. Longed for the company that I had with my mom. Just that voice to talk to. That adult presence in the house. Wondered when/if it would ever pass....
This past weekend, I realized something. Things have changed. I no longer cry EVERY day. While I still think of my Mom every day, I have moved to a different stage. A happier place. I have moved to the place where I am remembering and talking about all of the happy times. Sure, I still have my moments. I cry now and then. But, they are FAR LESS than they used to be. I have found people, and activities to occupy my time. It is so nice.
I am now in a brighter, happier place. A place where Mom is still with me, but not just in a sad, mourning way. Mom is my inspiration in so many ways and I am happy that I am now to a point where I can honor her instead of just miss her!
