It has Gotten Easier!

Remembering the death of my mother and the years that followed. It has gotten easier.

It came, and it went! A knee jerk, but no down-and-out depression or ungrateful moments! I did not celebrate, but I was okay with my mother's dying thirty (30) (November 29, 1993, and buried December 6, 1993 in Screven, Georgia) years ago.

I miss her and wonder how she would have handled this world that we are currently living in, but there is no weeping and gnashing of teeth. No knock-out punch, just a steady ebb and flow of life.

Rest well, Florence H. B. Williams. You certainly earned it. LOL

I am stronger and better for having arrived at this moment in my life. Now, I can move forward again with a purpose.
Giving praise and thanks for the healing of my mind.