One of the most difficult facts to for me to digest was accepting that life will never be 'normal' again. I will, no matter what, always be this broken, bereaved, grieving mother. These are titles I will never be able to overcome, relinquish, or delete.
However, this new way of life can be worth living again if you choose to cope.
Whether you are just beginning on this path, or have wandered aimlessly for years trying to make sense of it all, from my own experience, it is never too late to choose to deal, to manage, to cope.
I cannot promise that we will ever heal or recover from our sadness, but I can promise that with time, with coping, you will learn to give yourself permission to live, smile, even laugh again.
The rough patches will always occur. Sometimes expected, sometimes kicking your feet out from under you rendering you helpless with grief, drowning in sorrow. It is in those times that we learn to pick ourselves back up, move forward, and reemember the miracle of our children's short lives, instead of dwelling on tragedy of their deaths.
Creating purpose, embracing support, and understanding that there is life after death - you can survive this.
Love, Jes
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