Last year I didn’t write on the anniversary of my Mother’s death. I had written a blog post every year on the date of her death for the first three years. This time it didn’t feel right. I thought to myself, I’m starting to wallow. I sound whiny. Depressing. And no one wants to listen…
Your a beautiful writer Sarah. And grief is a journey that never ends. Some years on the anniversary you need to share, others you need to stay quiet and all of it is ok.
beautiful! all in a life 🙂
Thank you for sharing, Sarah. Your story gave me goosebumps. It is clear that your mom is with you every step of the way. Thinking of her and your family today
Thank you for sharing! I think of your Mom so often and I, like you, lost my father and mother way to young to cancer! There are hurdles we go through in life and they become less significant with time. Now my kids who never knew their grandfather or grandmother will bring things to light when we visit there grave! The words “what would Grandma say?” bring a smile to my face and a tug to my heart!