I crave to hear my Mom’s voice, to hold her hand, to ask her advice. It isn’t that I’m afraid of moving on or letting go, it’s just that I can’t. Because I am her. I am my mother. I am holding my little boy’s hands as she held mine. I am wiping tears. I […]
Give a Mom a Light Bulb
**affiliate links are present in this post but all thoughts and opinions are my own** It’s been two weeks since the light bulb went out over my shower. Yes, there are other lights in the bathroom, but it was still annoying. Now get off your high ladder and stop judging me! It takes a ladder […]
A Year and a Day
A Year and a Day. Last year, the day after the first anniversary of my Mom’s death, I woke up and the first thing I thought was… A year and a day. It wasn’t meant to be morose. It just summed up exactly how it felt. Things weren’t different. She was still gone. It still hurt […]
Angels on Our Side
When my Mom passed away, I sat and stared at a wall for hours. My house was clean, the boy’s were at school and I had barely grasped the fact that my cousin’s sweet baby had passed the day before. It was shock. It was pain. It was a hurt I had never imagined. It […]
I’m Good.
I walked into the fancy salon feeling like a hot mess. Hi! How are you today? I’m good, thanks! Such an answer. The answer everyone gives. The answer everyone accepts. Was I good- no- was I going to elaborate- no. But such is life! And in that moment, it made me pause and smile because […]