Life goes on.
Losing someone you love can put your life in a tailspin. Eventually, though, you face reality and deal with the pain. And, before you know it, though you still cry, you find yourself not only smiling again, but laughing.
That’s what my late mother would want. She would want me to not only enjoy life, but to love it.
There’s nothing that makes me love life more than my family. We’ve all been a huge support system for one another since my mother’s death on July 9, but the ones who have brought me the most joy, the most laughter, the most understanding have been my grandchildren, Tilleigh, 7, and Evie, 4, and William, 23 months. These children have shared my pain, voiced their thoughts and enveloped me in love.
I am the luckiest person I know.