So today I begin my journey as a blogger. This is the first time I have ever used a blog to process any emotion, especially the loss of my mother.
It has been 7 long years that seem to have slipped by like sand through my hands. Or, like pills through my mothers hands if I allow myself to imagine that.
Either way, this is the beginning of a journey within a journey that began a long time ago when I was a little girl.
I will work through my love for her, my sadness for her and my strength because of her. I will write about my tears, me thoughts, my hate, my fears, my love and my growth.
I will use my keyboard and the cyber world to showcase my raw emotion for myself and for others. Should you feel this is a place you can connect with, please do. This journey of grief and loss has felt so lonely at times. I would love to know if you connect with anything I write about.
I look forward to writing. I hope you look forward to reading. Maybe, just maybe, we will have a human connection. Because isn't that what this life is all about? And it is that unbelievable loss of connection that we grieve.
Prescription Drug Abuse Kills. That is a fact. The rest of this story is told through the eyes of a little girl with big girl perceptions, who watched her mother suffer for years.
OPAL.
It has been 7 long years that seem to have slipped by like sand through my hands. Or, like pills through my mothers hands if I allow myself to imagine that.
Either way, this is the beginning of a journey within a journey that began a long time ago when I was a little girl.
I will work through my love for her, my sadness for her and my strength because of her. I will write about my tears, me thoughts, my hate, my fears, my love and my growth.
I will use my keyboard and the cyber world to showcase my raw emotion for myself and for others. Should you feel this is a place you can connect with, please do. This journey of grief and loss has felt so lonely at times. I would love to know if you connect with anything I write about.
I look forward to writing. I hope you look forward to reading. Maybe, just maybe, we will have a human connection. Because isn't that what this life is all about? And it is that unbelievable loss of connection that we grieve.
Prescription Drug Abuse Kills. That is a fact. The rest of this story is told through the eyes of a little girl with big girl perceptions, who watched her mother suffer for years.
OPAL.
Amanda, you know we share many of the same feelings about our mothers. I admire you for sharing your raw and personal feelings and thoughts. I strongly believe it will not only help you, but help others as well. As, sadly, we are not alone on this journey of grief and loss, though it often feels that way and each story, person and journey is different. Much love and Light.
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