One Step Forward
Amidst all this, I’m aware of the underlining anxiety and trepidation I’m feeling that I can only access when I pause long enough. I have not felt the grief about losing my mom, either, until the trip became a reality this week. In a few days, I will be in her apartment — alone — going through her things. I don’t even know when or if I will get to see her between her condition and visitation limit at the hospital. There will be a lot to sort through, reconcile, and let go. Just thinking about what’s ahead brings tears. At the same time, I know I can walk through this. I feel so supported by friends and communities. I will be able to stay connected so I can keep reminding myself I’m not alone and keep taking one step at a time. This is just a part of life journey, and I strive to find freedom in the process of living.