Some days, the dreams, memories, and photographs just aren't enough.
Some days, it can still feel like this is too much to bear.
Some days, I still look back and wonder how I survived it.
Some days, I feel strong and brave and forge ahead.
Some days, I just feel grateful that I had her here while I did.
Some days, I am so light and happy and filled up, though the loss is ever-present.
Some days, the love she left in me is enough to sustain me.
Some days...are better than others.
All days...I still know for sure that I am okay and always will be.
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Photo credit: labphotog.zenfolio.com
I did a flickr search for "mom," and the above photo is the first one that came up, and this is the photographer's caption:
Minutes & hours are filled with memories & tears. There are sobs & wails that come from a place so terribly deep & wounded. And, there are moments of clarity & deep peace knowing my mother no longer hurts.
They say grieving is a journey that one travels in his/her own way. I'm walking the miles of that journey now & forever; one, healing step at a time.
Mom---I love you purely & simply, with all my heart. In your memory & in your honor I take my first steps BACK TO LIFE....
---Originally posted on my blog on July 15th at 6:15am http://labphotog.wordpress.com/
2 comments:
This whole post means so much... both what you wrote and the caption that was under the picture you found. The range of emotions we go through can be overwhelming... I have been having a really difficult time as I inch closer to the one year mark, thank you for this.
I'm glad you found some comfort in it. :) I'm going to add your blog to my list. Thanks. <3
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