I recently was asked a question by one of my new followers this past week that really stumped me. I really had to think about my answer, even though after I got my answer I said to myself I should have known that.
My reply was the realization of how much I learned from my Mom in the short 18 years we had together. It’s kinda like if you knew what you knew now back then, things would be different, but you live and you learn. It’s amazing how much you absorb from your parents both good and bad that you don’t realize it until you are older.
I look back and think about all the shit had to handle and all the things I had to make decisions on. I think about it and realize maybe my Mom was living within me and subconsciously helping me make those decisions….
Since I know she wasn’t ready to die and leave her boy alone in this world.
Or maybe it was just me and how I picked up on the things my Mom did while she was on this earth. All I know is that I still have tough decisions to make in life and I know somewhere out there my mom is smiling down saying good job “BUD”
Me and my Mom
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Interesting cuz. The most valuable lesson I learned on my grief journey is that grief often comes masked in other traumatic situations, being triggered at the most unexpected times. I grieved and cried often when I had no idea the emotions would arise. Like, when you let your guard down, anything can trigger the fear-pain of grief, which of course is a good thing for growth and progression.
I talk too much to be stumped by any question LOL.
Ryan
Awesome cuz. Thank you for the response