January 1, 2014, is when I became a mom, and April 26, 2014, is when I lost mine. Losing and gaining the greatest love of your life in the same year is a terrifying experience, and I have an annual tradition of reflecting on my journey. Some years are more charged than others, depending on what ensues in my life's spheres.
I am chronicling this journey and wanted to be brave enough to put it out there for those who have had to parent or, in general, go through life without the love of those they were raised by.
Hope my musings make you feel less alone in the world.
Year Two - Musings on Life after death
After my mom’s untimely death, I have spent the last couple of years wanting to be exactly like her. I wanted to replicate everything that put a smile on people’s faces. I wanted to be the woman I heard in people's stories about her as they fondly remembered their time together.