Its been 5 years today since my mom died. That was the day I stopped being who I was and suddenly became what everyone else needed me to be. For five years I put things aside that I wanted to or should have done. I still have to do things I don't want to do, but I am again doing things I want or need to do.
Life does go on for the living, and sometimes it takes a while to spring back from hurts and heartaches. I am honoring my mom today, but also am taking the time to be me again. I don't think she would have wanted it any other way. And I also don't think others in the family expect me to be there for them all the time either, even though I probably am. I finally had to put an end to never putting myself first, and that's how I made a comeback to trathlon and living.