The loss of my mother and the journey I took and still am taking is something that I could never have anticipated. I don’t know what I was expecting, nor did I know how I was going to deal with the loss, but I didn’t see any of what was coming. What people don’t know is that I had it all planned out: how I was going to be, how long I was going to take off work, even how I was going to react. I thought I had it all worked out and had it wrapped up nicely like a birthday gift. As it turns out, I had it wrong. Boy, did I ever have it wrong. Grief is something you cannot plan, and you definitely cannot control it – a lesson I had to learn the hard way.
“In order to find my true self and purpose for being here on earth I had to hit rock bottom, and it became the solid foundation on how I rebuilt my life and found my guiding light”.