The past year has held immense growth for me. I've figured out a lot about myself. Much of it coming in the last few weeks honestly. I've begun to figure out a lot of things that I likely would have not ever understood if my mom was still here.
I wish I could write a long, long blog post and explain all the recent lessons. But they are new and profound and for right now, private. I need to process them more before sharing them...if I choose to share them at all.
Suffice it to say, four years ago, I was broken. I had lost my mom. This is where I was then: http://findingmymom.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-so-this-is-how-it-ends.html
Today...I am in such a different place. I am no longer broken. So many pieces have been put back together in ways they weren't connected before. I understand so much more about myself. I am a different person. Of course, how could I not be? I lost my mom to cancer and am losing my dad to Parkinson's. But in losing my parents, I truly have found myself. It has not been an easy journey. The important journeys are never easy. I have climbed mountains I haven't wanted to climb. But upon reaching the top of those mountains I have been able to see clearly. My head is above the clouds, not lost in them anymore.
The blog I wrote when my mom was sick was called Finding My Mom in Small Goodbyes. And I did find parts of my mom. But what I have found in the past four years is ME. And I am so, so grateful for the lessons I have learned.
I miss a lot of things about my mom. I also miss things that never existed. And there are things I don't miss as well. I can say that now. I wish I had figured out all this stuff before she died so we could have had a different relationship. But it took her dying for me to figure it out.
Today will be a day of reflection as always. But this year is different than all the rest. I don't know how the day will go but I know that I am grateful for the person I am today. I am grateful for the work I was forced to do because I lost my mom.
There is power in time passed. Time truly is a great healer. And it marches on...
There is power in time passed. Time truly is a great healer. And it marches on...