You have constantly reminded me that my name means “pure” (and I love you for that, no matter how many times I have rolled my eyes- which coincidentally is another thing you taught me how to do)
And most importantly, you have taught me that life is to be LIVED, each and every day.
In honour of my mom, we’re going to visit her grave today for the first time. I’m nervous, and not sure how I’m going to react (oh wait, yes I do, I’m going to cry) and I’m just praying for strength and for comfort. This isn’t going to be easy, I know it. But nothing good in life is easy.