I Know that if Home Is Where My Mom Is, then My Home is Now in Heaven
If home is where my mom is, then my home is now in heaven. I never get to go home again. Not on Earth, anyways.
If home is where my mom is, then my home is now in heaven. I never get to go home again. Not on Earth, anyways.
If your heart is broken this Christmas, I get it. I see you. And I’m giving you a pass.
My mother left her mark on everything she touched before she died. She’s been gone for almost a decade. Early onset Alzheimer’s disease took her from me. But I still find signs of my mother everywhere I look. My mother left her mark on everything she touched before she died. I still find her handwriting…
Your grief does not make me uncomfortable. I won’t try to fix your grief. I won’t tell you platitudes like, “They’re in a better place,” or, “At least you had x amount of time with them.” I won’t dismiss or invalidate your feelings. I won’t tell you not to cry. I won’t tell you that…
I will never stop grieving the loss of my mother to Alzheimer’s disease. I thought that when my mother died, my grief would soon be over. But I was wrong.