There are experiences that every human being must live through, and losing your mother is one of them. Some of the grief I choose how and when it will be expressed, and there is another kind that comes in waves of sorrow that I have no control over. In the car stopped at a red light, in the lounge of a car repair shop or in line at the grocery store tears well up and run down my cheek. I know this will get better in time but it is far worse and far greater than I could have ever imagined. I am aware.
"Heal Yourself" Ruthie Foster