They say that time heals all hurts. I suppose in a way that may be in true, but in others I don’t buy it. In two days time it will be the 10 year anniversary since my mother passed away. She had cancer growing in her heart, a place that no chemo or surgery could fix. Her diagnosis was a shock. Her anticipated lifespan far too short.
My mother was a strong woman. She loved to laugh. She loved to create beautiful floral arrangements. She was gifted.
I miss her.
After ten years I have come to realize one thing. You never fully let go.
I don’t think that’s a bad thing.