I was not only captivated by the story in All the Bright Places, but completely tuned into the ways they were bringing mental illness into the conversation.
Y’all, I miss my mom like crazy every day; but I can’t look past the change in myself without her here. I can’t deny the way that grief has changed me.
The rides, shows, and all-around family fun at SeaWorld was just what we needed to keep us focused on what we have, yet gently remind us of what we lost.
For the first time in my life, I’m less than excited about the holidays. Honestly? I’m down-right dreading them. I didn’t even realize Thanksgiving was this Thursday until we got a note from our church last week that there would be no Wednesday night service this week due to the holiday. That’s when it hit….
Putting things into perspective is comparing it to a similar situation. The end result is a clear, more accurate understanding of the problem and coming to the realization you understand its importance.
We’ve had 17 days to immerse ourselves in the reality that my mom is no longer here. It’s been a harsh reality to accept and we are doing our best to move forward. The days are hard and the nights often harder. The silence intensifies the memories and regrets. So.many.regrets. One of my favorite lines…