I live an ordinary life. I have a modest home, an office job, twin two year olds and a wonderful husband. I have traveled and studied. By all accounts, I feel successful. – and every single day it surprises me.
At twenty-two I lost my mom to suicide. She died following a progressive battle with multiple addictions and after years of struggling with grief. During key moments of my life (graduating high school, going through undergrad) I kept this part of my life a secret. I was desperate to be different. To be anything other than a daughter following in my mothers footsteps.
Now as a mom of two, I am struck by how many times I stop in the middle of an ordinary task to remember the things my mom did for me. From packing lunches to tucking me in at night, I find myself grateful for the love she gave me.
And that’s why I’m here, to share with you, all of the good things I remember. To move beyond the impact of the addiction and death.
What She Did Right 