It's been a year since my mom's passing, and it's a little easier to think and talk about, sure, but never less upsetting. Sometimes it just doesn't feel real, that she's actually gone. What I miss the most, is that I can't share anything... no good news sharing, no venting frustrations... not even a simple call to ask her how the weather is back home.
One thing I will continue to admire, is how she always seemed fearless when it came to pursuing her passions. She always encouraged me to reach for whatever it is I want in my life, and it comes as no surprise, she made a positive impact in other's lives, too. This year, I'm making a promise to myself to pursue more of my own passions with that same fearless ambition she embodied so well.
And today, I'm honoring her by remembering of the kindness and generosity I experienced last year during my family's time of grief. I was so very touched by the number of friends (old and new), colleagues, neighbors, and acquaintances who reached out to us. I couldn't have completed this year without that support, so a warm and hearty thank you goes out to you all.