Siesta Sunday June 26, 2016
It hit me like a wave....
(I think that I am beginning to "heal" as people kindly refer to this type of moment.)
There are days that I am not busy with thinking about her.
It used to be only moments, or maybe hours.
But the last few months...it has been stretched to days.
But this morning; it all came crashing down on me like a wave....
2 years ago; Mom died on this day.
Bam. That made my head spin, and my heart pound.
Emotions, memories, and tears exploding inside of me.
I was gasping for breath when I let go; and allowed myself to flow with my thoughts, then I drifted over the crest, and finally was able to regain my footing with the retreat of the grieving tide.
Today I honor her.
A good day to share my siesta, filled with memories of her.
It hit me like a wave....
(I think that I am beginning to "heal" as people kindly refer to this type of moment.)
There are days that I am not busy with thinking about her.
It used to be only moments, or maybe hours.
But the last few months...it has been stretched to days.
But this morning; it all came crashing down on me like a wave....
2 years ago; Mom died on this day.
Bam. That made my head spin, and my heart pound.
Emotions, memories, and tears exploding inside of me.
I was gasping for breath when I let go; and allowed myself to flow with my thoughts, then I drifted over the crest, and finally was able to regain my footing with the retreat of the grieving tide.
Today I honor her.
A good day to share my siesta, filled with memories of her.
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