5 Year Anniversary

It was 5 years ago today when my mother passed… a good 15 (or more) years past when the doctors predicted. I still miss her, but there was also some unresolved trauma l, some baggage, leftover from childhood. I should have brought it up and gotten some closure but I didn’t want to burden her with things she’d likely forgotten. Most of the time, I don’t think about her or dwell on things. But apparently not on the anniversary.

Somehow, my father is always able to see the positive, so rather than dwelling on the fact that she’s no longer here, he reminisces about their life together and all the good times they had. I tend to fight her pessimistic qualities in my brain, but I hope if I lose my partner, that I’m able to have that same positivity.