Missing mom a lot today. Came across this poem titled How we Survive by Mark Rickerby while looking for something to mirror the devastation I am feeling today, have been feeling of late. And I did, there is no scarcity of that. The paragraph below hit me as I wanted it to and I cried…
Category: Grief
Surprised by an Expected Grief Ambush
Two things were happening this weekend. I say two things as if life happens in a vacuum but it does not. But two things were happening, First of all, the 22nd was going to be nine months since mom passed away unexpectedly and the 23rd was going mark 25 years since we lost our brother…
In the shadow of grief
In essence, this is true. But deep loss does tinge, mask, shade, shadow and.. indeed steal the promise of new dawns, of tomorrows, of anything where our loved ones no longer exist..on this pysical plane. #stillhere #releasinggrief #dailycalm #dailymeditation #onestepatatime
Dear mom, life is weird now.
Dear mom, it’s funny how your death has touched just about every aspect of my life. Nothing seems the same anymore, nothing seems normal. Things I thought were important, excuses I made, decisions I made, people I thought were friends, stupid memes I thought were so damn profound, silly useless advice I gave and received….
Mom, what’s heaven like?
In that fog of morning sleep, I woke up thinking. Let me call mom, see what she’s up to today…Then I said to myself, mom’s not here, she’s in heaven. It’s been 8.5 months. 9 months next week. I miss you mom. Wish I could you call and ask you what’s heaven’s like and what…
Tea time
4 o’clock was a time for tea. It would go something like this “Mom, tukunywe chai?” “Ni saa ngapi?” “Saa kumi mom” “Basi, tumana maziwa, tupike chai.” Off someone would go, buy milk if there was none. Or just make tea. It’s tea time now. Wish mom was here to have tea. She so loved…
Seven months ago
So it’s been 7 months since we lost mom. It’s been particularly hard being here at home and not seeing mom, hearing her voice and laughter, sitting and chatting. Mom had the most hilarious stories that she’d tell over and over and just crack the hell up😅. I feel her absence acutely and miss her…
Give thanks
Okay full disclaimer. For Thanksgiving, this post may be a bit of a downer but read it anyway. I am not sure where I came across this quote but I know I posted it a lot before mom died six months ago today. In looking back, the universe was trying to tell me something but…
No longer myself
The line dividing before and after is stark, bold and clear. Before, there was a me. And now, I am no longer me. #missyoumom, #grief, #mom
Authensible Musings: Piercing the mundane of everyday life 