This is an interesting word for me right now. It’s income tax season a time I dread. Not for myself but because we have to file another tax return for my Mom since we had to keep money in account to pay for expenses for house. It’s upsetting because I am reminded of all the stuff that happened last year. But at the same time I know that there is healing that has happened because I know that by the end of the month it will all be over. In more ways than one.
April 5 two years ago was Easter and Mom and I went out for dinner. In my memories for the day on Facebook her picture popped up. Then yesterday there was a memory of Dad and my favourite picture of me and my twin. It made me realize that it was their way of saying it will be alright. The daily prompt the other day was security and there is security in knowing that I carry that love with me. It takes time to heal from that amount of grief. It never fully heals but the good memories are more in the forefront now.
I know that there are relationships that can’t heal. No matter how much my friends pray. Because a scab will never heal if someone keeps picking at it.
I have come a long way in a year. There is stability in my life now. I am healing myself physically too.