Mother How grounding saved me I lost my mother two years ago, so, yeah, it is not easy hearing all the commercials for Mother’s Day, seeing all the Hallmark cards, and reading all the social media posts.
Mother The day my mother died It was two years ago today that I kissed her forehead for the last time. I wrote this poem the day she died. I honor her memory by publishing it here.
Mother Grief is just love with no place to go “Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot.
Mother Buried in sand And it got me thinking. Do I really want to get better? Have I grown so accustomed to feeling this grief and pain that the idea of living any other way now scares me, or is not even appealing to me?
Mother Dealing with depression As if hitting that major milestone birthday was not hurtful enough, in the last year I lost my mother (MY best friend) and, subsequently, my job. And let us not forget that whole COVID thing which has hung over our heads for the last two years.
