When any family and friends who mocked and disowned you find out the truth, do you honestly believe they'll admit they were wrong? All this process did was to point out those who truly don't know what love is, or how to show honor and respect to others.
Monday, the day after Mother's Day, I may see my sister and her family for what may be the last time. We bury our mom next to our dad at a government cemetery that day.
I'm grateful that I told my mom (almost) every day just how much I loved her. We were all so blessed to have her in our lives. Words just don't do her justice.
I wish a patriot or a military member could be there for me. I'll be alone, trying to hold myself together while I say goodbye—as my "family" stands in judgement of me. I not only lose my mom, but half of my family that day.
We have all lost so much.
Good people have lost a lot. Others seem to have gained boisterous steam, but their judgement upon us is not real, not even close. I would rather be me, even when it feels very alone, because I know this is not the ending, rather the beginning of a new world and “they” will suffer much harder truths without a foundation to reinvent themselves. They are the ignorant.
Your mom knows you love her, that part stays. I know words mostly just hurt or fall short right now, but I am sending as much extra love as possible and several of us are still out here, hoping you feel the steadiness of your anon fam as you endure this, and ready to listen if you need an ear.
Peace, grace, stoic strength, and comfort... 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
