[Written April 22, 2018, the Sunday before my mom died]
Every person in your life
is a teacher
They either show you who you want to be
or show you who you don’t
And every situation
has the same effect
Death
has the same effect
As I go through this painful trail
of losing my mother
I find more of myself
Instead of grieving what I missed
as a daughter
I’m strengthened to pour out
as a mother
Instead of regretting what’s been lost
in the past
I’m hoping for what I’ll create
in the future
The past will forever be behind me
as the future will always be in front of me
And it’s up to me to choose
the direction in which I walk
As I go through this painful trail
of losing my mother
I find more of the me I choose to be