Over the past week I came to the realization that everyone has to overcome something in their life. Right now my mom is on the journey to recovery, and I am so proud of her. I guess you could say I am still in denial (no it’s not just a river in Egypt). I mean, I knew my mom had a problem but I never wanted to believe it. But they say the first step is always the hardest. By my mom being gone, that made me realize how much I depend on her.
Her strength Her love Her comfort
Yes, its true, I’m a mama's girl and I am recovering from the shock that I’m not as independent as I try to lead others to believe. Recovery to me means realizing every day counts. You should visualize every road you have to take to a better you.
Leave a comment and tell me how you overcame a trying time in your life. How did you recover?
strength & love,
Br-yee
