To thine own self be true. *ws

#Enjoy... #HappyChristmas #MerryNewYear

Also... Welcome. To. Your. Future.

Before I'm buried, please hurry! Open the window! 😂

Everyone's grief is their own. Everyone's pain is real, and it is their own. There are no cookie cutter treatments, or interventions, when it comes to grief. And LOVE. When the love you share with someone is so legitimately true and deep and unconditional, and they suddenly go away forever, can you ever really recover from such a loss? Can your grief ever be matched? Will the loneliness dissipate? Can I turn my grief into something positive? I think I can. I think I will. A mother's love is unmatched. A mother who is also your best friend means you were given two precious gifts, that you had so much more than just typical "motherly love." Over several decades, the laughs that we shared, the hugs that we squeezed, the conversations we had... They all mean that I have so many great and wonderful things to cherish. I will never know another person who was this strong and brave, caring and thoughtful. Someone who cared so much more for her loved ones than she did for herself, which likely led to this horrific loss. Her character was out of this world. And I did not have the time to give back even 1/100th of what she gave me, but I can give her one last gift. Good grief. The loss of my Mom can become good grief, and I believe that it will. Because that is what she would want. And I believe that she knows too, what this could be, that this can be good grief. All things considered... ❤️