Tag: 52 weeks

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 51:

No matter what, there was love.  No matter the situation, there was love. It was truly till death do they part.  It has been a year now yesterday.  It still hurts like the beginning.  I cried so much, but life, life moves forward; whether you cry or not.

This has been quite the year…  the struggle is real, but my God is more real, and I know that He watches over me, and my family.

One more week left in this journey, it has been a long task, but one I can see my healing beginning.  It will take a bit, I just needed a start.  I love you mom.

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Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 45:

Mom in her younger years…  she smoked for a long time, and I was happy when she finally stopped at age 43, of course it took a heart attack to make it happen.  My mom was caring, she would give you the shirt off her back, or her last.  But never mistake that caring, or kindness for a weaknesd.  She would shut you down in a cowboy second.  As I have stated, my mom was the strongest person I have known in my life.  May you rest in peace strong woman.  I love and miss you.