When I was 16 and had just loss my mother I had to figure out who I was at that point but then I went to college and at a time when you are suppose to be figuring out yourself and life I had to decide again who I was going to be.  But then life throws you curve balls and you have to re-adjust for them.  Who am I as a woman without my mom, as a wife without my mom, as a mother without my mom.  It is those moments that bring it all back to you and show you who you really are.

It’s strange how more than a decade later it still doesn’t completely seem real to me.  I actually have days when I expect to see her or talk to her or just hear her voice.  I don’t know if everyone can relate to that but crazy or not it is just how my mind works.  It’s like that moment in time became a point of no return for me.  It divide my life in two.  The half with my mother and the half without.  And to this day I think I have always been trying to find a way back to the later.