It's been two days after my daughter's birthday; I spend the day before and her birthday reminiscing, posting birthday quotes on her page, and on her birthday I got to read the comments left by my friends at Care2.com and Facebook. The outpouring of love was incredible, especially by people who were not aware that my daughter had passed away. Mothers who reached out to me with love and kindness, making me feel so loved and appreciated. And friends who were lost for words, but nevertheless so kind and compassionate. I forgot to blog: somehow I didn't have the strength to translate my feelings into words. But here I am, today. A little stronger and ready to write about it. I find that, as years go by, it becomes a little easier to talk about it, but then there are times when it can be overwhelming. Like the time when I was talking to my sister two days ago, and I broke down and cried when talking about my daughter.
I am a survivor, and as such, I will go on. I will keep her memory alive for her daughter, and will be there for my surviving children who are trying to go on while missing their sister so much!
This is my mission in life, and I will do it to the best of my ability. I am a mother, a survivor, and I am strong. And I will continue picking up the pieces and going on.
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