As much as it is tempting to make this about me, it isn’t. And it isn’t about you either. This is about journeying through a common experience. It is about the loss of Mom. It is about continuing her impact by pursuing a quality in which she embodied so well. Along the way, the journey may intersect you or something which resonates with you.
Grieving is strange. Some days you feel a lot better about things, and then the next day you are hit with the freezing water of reality. And the truth is, no matter how much it hurts, you won’t bring back the person who is gone. A good friend flipped this upside down on me recently. What if the hurt we experience is actually a blessing? What if the sorrow is really a reflection of how strong that bond was between us and the person lost? For, if we lacked much pain through the frequent reminders, we may not have likely had so many good memories that keep causing us to reflect and feel sorrow. Maybe then the challenge is to rejoice in the sorrow of loss as we recognize how much our loved ones have meant to us (and continue to mean to us as time goes on). That is the point of this work: to remember Mom through her gratitude and the daily reminders of all to which we should have gratitude.