Sometimes I wonder if I really should say how I feel?
Do I upset others?
Should I pretend
Thursday was epilepsy awareness day and I posted this photo.
Everyone was so sweet and understanding but worried for me.
I hate that people worry about me.
You see I’m ok,
I am broken and grieving but I’m ok.
I know that I have so much to celebrate every morning when I awake.
My beautiful girls
My adorable foster son
My annoying husband
I am so much to be grateful for.
I got to be Livvy’s mom, no I am Livvy’s mom.
For nine and a half years I got to hold this sweet girl in my arms. I had the opportunity to grow and learn and change.
I believe that we all have a purpose in life and I know Livvys was to educate me on what really matters.
The moments, those special moments that cannot be brought they are simply priceless.
Livvy taught me to be strong, to use my voice for those who cannot speak. To fight for the rights of those that society chooses to ignore. To look beyond the normal and celebrate diversity as the gift it truly is.
Livvy awoke a soul that was in hiding. In her journey I found my own.
Yes Thursday was a hard day. One where grief sucker punched me hard. The images, infographics about epilepsy took me back to a time when my heart was breaking.
Livvy suffered from severe epilepsy, some days the seizures never slowed down. Endless medications, needles , drips to find her peace.
These memories flooded my mind. They crushed my chest until I couldn’t breathe.
But I’m ok because no matter the darkness of grief the light will always shine through.
People are like stained – glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.