
90 years old
My Mom would have turned 90 today so I reflect on how I’ve weathered the storm of losing her over 10 years ago.
My own reflections on grief perhaps could shed light for those first encountering the storms of the emotion of grief. I miss celebrating her, always loved the opportunity to make her feel as gloriously loved as she was. Today I notice the way I live in a whole new world where she no longer belongs. I have grown to accept the hard things more deeply and align that acceptance with new experiences of joy and gratitude for this brief and wondrous life journey that we get to travel.
Yes I think of how she would be upset to see the way the world is now, as she was liberal in her heart and her grace and mercy was for all, not just the chosen and privileged. Although those in her inner family and friend circle felt cherished, I know her love was even larger than that, magnanimous and glowing like the eternal flame of love that she is now a part of ….
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