When my mother passed, my life began. My world came crashing down, and a piece of my heart died with her.
However; her death was the beginning of a beautiful and perfectly imperfect new me.
When my mother passed, I promised to love deeper.
I promised to express my love for those I cared about, and appreciate them to my full potential.
I promised to be grateful for the love and blessing friendships I was so lucky to have.
I promised to appreciate the kindness and help of all of those that had showed me so much support.
I promised to be good.
I promised to do good.
I promised that even though I knew I wasn’t perfect, I’d always try to be the best.
I promised that I’d be a good person in this world but that when I wasn’t, I’d forgive myself and not play victim or be too hard on myself.
When my mom died, my world came crashing down…
Only to rebuild itself to the world I’ve always wanted to live in.
In this world I forgive, I hurt but I look at the bright side.
I do my best to over come anything thrown my way, and I TRULY live and love the life I’m living.
When my mom passed, my life began.