Claire Basiuk
One Step at a Time
Its a new year, and not even 2 months since my mothers passing. readjusting isn't easy, memories and reminders are everywhere i look, from the slippers at the top if the stairs to her seat in the living room where she would perch herself and dance to her favourite theme tunes.
Each day brings with it its own battles and obstacles to overcome, i just have to take it one step at a time. Not expect too much from myself, life goes on and thats what my mother would keep saying, i just got to persevere and do her proud in everything i do, but at the same time not to expect too much from myself, this is no normal bump in the road; i lost my mum, someone who i was extremely close to, you cant easily readjust to that type of loss.
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One Step at a Time
Its a new year, and not even 2 months since my mothers passing. readjusting isn't easy, memories and reminders are everywhere i look, from the slippers at the top if the stairs to her seat in the living room where she would perch herself and dance to her favourite theme tunes.
Each day brings with it its own battles and obstacles to overcome, i just have to take it one step at a time. Not expect too much from myself, life goes on and thats what my mother would keep saying, i just got to persevere and do her proud in everything i do, but at the same time not to expect too much from myself, this is no normal bump in the road; i lost my mum, someone who i was extremely close to, you cant easily readjust to that type of loss.
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