loss is one of the most difficult experiences to go through. on september 16, 2014 i lost my best friend, my mother. at 28 years old i have no living parents. this pains me very much. honestly though, i'm thankful. i'm thankful for the (almost) 18 years i had with my father and for the 28 years i have had with my mother. i owe everything to them. i would love nothing more than for my mother to be around forever and ever. i ache thinking about the day i find out i'll become a mother and i won't have her to tell. but what gets me through are the memories. so many people have it so much worse than i do. they have far worse battles to face.
when i lost my father, i escaped into a world where only my family existed. my mental state took a big hit. i survived. i was able to take this awful experience and help others make it through similar experiences. one can feel hopeless, lost, as if life will never be the same - i was able to give some hope, to show them that there is life and joy at the other end of mourning.
when my mom passed, i had to repeat the things i once told others to myself. it hasn't been easy. i'm honestly not sure if it has completely set in yet. i spoke with my mom multiple times a day, every day. this is a hard habit to break. i still find myself picking up the phone to call her.
i'm so thankful for my husband. he has been my rock and my support system.
soon i will write a post going more in depth. right now, it is too soon. thank you all for sticking with me. if you're just stumbling onto my blog - please take a look around. i will soon be back on track and deliver my normal posts once again.