The journey of grief is a cyclical one. I keep finding new thoughts and perspectives on my mom's death that bring the grief back to the forefront again. A few weeks ago it was the realization that I didn't really get to have a birthday. So I wrote a little birthday song for myself.
Wednesday, 12 August 2020
Friday, 7 August 2020
Mommy Moments: Nana Knows
*discussing with the children for the fifteenth time that dogs can’t have chocolate because it makes them sick*
5-year-old: The only dogs that can have chocolate are the dogs in heaven!
Me: ... yeah, maybe.
5-year-old: (shrugs) nobody knows.
3-year-old: Nana knows!
Mommy Moments: Cuddles?
Just trying to sneak in a little lie down while the kids were playing, and my thoughtful 3-year-old brought me a rubber chicken head to cuddle.
Thanks?
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