I think about my Mom quite a bit…. how she’s handling the passage of my father and the almost insurmountable changes that created; the economic pressures, the lonliness, and numerous other issues. But she’s making progress, even to the point that I think she’s starting to grow as a person. Yes, she still has moments when sadness from missing my Dad almost overwhelms her, but she’s getting better and learning to live her life as it is. All of this has created in me a newly-found admiration in her inner strength and resiliency. She’s shown me that she is much more than I may have initially given her credit for. My hope is that I can be as strong as she is…….. someday.
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