Sometimes I Get Jealous....
Birthdays...Thanksgiving...Christmas
But, just because I get jealous for a split second doesn't mean I am not happy for my family and friends. It simply means you have something I long for. It means I miss my mom and it makes me sad when I am reminded that I will never have those moments with her again. Sometimes I think...man, life's really not fair. I am finally at the age where my mother is supposed to be my best friend, my go-to for anything, my sounding board, my shopping partner, constant contact, the glue to our family. But, instead it's just me and figuring that out is a learning process everyday.
I know I am not the only person experiencing these feelings which is why I decided to share. I think it's okay to have these feelings as it is part of life. It's part of the process. It has been 7 years FRIDAY (I didn't realize this until now) since I lost my mother and the pain never seems to go away. Yes, life goes on and we figure out how to get through the years one day at a time but that definitely doesn't mean it gets easier....maybe we get numb...I don't know I haven't quite figured that one out yet. Just like I haven't quite figured out a closing to this blog. Maybe there is more to my story...maybe it doesn't end here.
XOXO
Lashonda
Another great job!
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