You should know how much my Mom and I loved each other and that we both fought for our relationship.
We both changed.
We both tried.
We both struggled.
We complained about each other.
Got so frustrated with each other.
Deflected.
Argued.
Hurt.
Overcame.
Forgave.
Loved
And moved on together.
The past is just as it happened to be 🤷♀️
I tried not to hold a grudge.
And so did she 🥰
We loved each other immensely ♥️ we were very close even though there was strife between us.
We still held onto each other.
We were a part of each other.
And now that she is gone I'm really struggling!
Left floundering and constantly feeling like I have to convince myself that I didn't lose any part of ME.
And even though it's scary 😱
I also feel more free 🦅
Not having to worry "will my mother be upset with me".
Or wondering "is my mother suffering?"!
Her personality was so big that she was the biggest part of me!
Always driving me CRAZY!
Wanting me to worry about everything!
She was a fuss pot 😣
Hard for me to please.
But I tried quite alot.
And I don't ever want anyone to think bad of her 💜
Because she changed.
And died an angel in my eyes.
Because we lifted off the heavy veil of the past together.
And we met in the middle.
And you don't how much she and I had to change in order to do that!
Only an angel could accomplish it.
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This is my truth
Non-FictionMy life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she wr...
