Who Knows?
The wind blew past my face with a gale like force, and I had to laugh. Only Mama would show up with such a description, her name being Gail, the pun caught me by surprise. I turned to face the movement of air with confidence looking over this mountain range. “Mom, am I doing the right thing? Am I in the right place? Are you proud of me? I had no idea how bad things were between you two. I had no idea he had never gotten better. Why did you hide so much from me? I could have protected you more.” The whistling of the wind was my only…
I miss my Mamabear!
Today I wanted to go through my Mother’s clothing and shoes to set them aside for family members who may need them, or once Covid is over, go to those in need. I was doing well with my heart, I had an amazing sleep last night, first time I slept a full 8 hours in weeks. I went and found the bags with her shoes. As I went through them I placed them into a box so they will be ready for their next journey. But then I came upon her sandals and her Merrill clogs she wore for years and years. Within seconds, moments flashed before me, picnics and…
A Pass Through Grief While Enduring Mental Illness