Enduring Loss
It's been 9 years 2 months and 17 days since I got the the call that my mother had had a massive hemorrhagic stroke and was in the hospital in a coma. To say it was a life changing event is to put it mildly. Other than the day I laid eyes on my husband, there has not been any one event that has changed my life so completely. At the time, people said it would get easier but what does that mean exactly? Is it easier to go through the motions of life without maternal validation?
