“How
are you doing?” I hear this question constantly recently. Everyone’s worried
about me and how I may be handling life after this summer. It’s understandable
though, after the loss of my grandfather on top of the loss of my mother, both
in a short period of time, who wouldn’t be worried? When my response isn’t that
I’m curled up in a ball on the bathroom floor having a breakdown, it seems to
worry people even more. How am I fine? How am I handling everything so well?
The assumption is that I’m holding everything in or ignoring the issue, but
it’s not that at all. So for everyone who’s been wondering, here what’s really
been going on:
This
summer sucked. My grandpa passed away, I watched my mom suffer for most of the
summer and then pass away, my other grandpa is sick, and on top of all that I
spent forty hours a week working, sometimes even fourteen hour shifts. So trust
me, I’m completely aware of how crappy this summer was and how glad I am that
its over. Now I’m back in college trying to maintain my grades while dealing
with everything life has thrown at me. How am I?
I’m
not okay, but I know I will be.
I
cry, I breakdown, and some mornings I don’t even want to get out of bed. It may
not happen every single day, but it happens. And although I’m not about to
breakdown everyday, I still think about everything all the time. It’s
constantly on my mind. I still get that urge to call my mom and my stomach
drops when I finally realize I can’t, I still get random flashbacks, and I
still get upset. But as I stated before, I know I’ll be okay.
Life
can throw some pretty horrible situations your way, but thankfully I’ve learned
not to let them bring me down. I consider what I’m going through now to
probably be one of the hardest events I have to go through my whole life. This
is going to make me stronger in the end, and I already consider myself an
insanely strong person now, so if I can get through this, I can get through
anything. I’m also not alone during this struggle; I have an amazing support
system made up of family and friends that I can always rely on to be there for
me. But mainly, my mother taught me to think positive.
I
remember kicking everyone out of the hospital room one of those last few days
spent with my mom, explaining to her that I wasn’t afraid, I had faith, and I
was keeping positive. Now, although I can’t think of one positive aspect for
the life of me for why this had to happen, I know that constantly being angry
will not help me cope and is definitely not how my mom would want me to be viewing
life. Instead, I live each day knowing both my mom and grandfather are with me
in spirit. I accept that I’m going to have tough times during all this, but
that I can’t change what already is. But most of all, I know I have so much
life ahead of me to live. This isn’t the end all moment for me and just because
I’ve experienced loss does not mean that I have to go on hating the world.
Things happen that we can’t explain, and it sucks, but we have to keep going.
My
mom always taught me to do what makes me happy, and if there’s one thing I’ve
learned out of all of this, it’s that every moment should be lived a happy one.
I know I’ll have those terribly difficult moments, but it keeps me going
knowing that I also still have amazing moments waiting for me. I’m still going
to be abroad in Italy next semester, I’m still going to graduate college, I’m
still going to get married, and yes I’m still going to get a dog. Maybe I don’t
have all the people here with me that I want, but that doesn’t mean they are
gone and that doesn’t mean they aren’t still a huge part of my life. It just
means that I’m going to keep going and being as happy as I can be because that’s
what they would want for me and in the end, that’s what’s going to get me
through all of this.
So
no, I am not okay right now, but I’m getting through still. Not because I’m not
accepting what has happened to me, but because I was raised by an insanely
strong, happy, and loving woman, A woman, who taught me not to let the hard
moments in life define me. A woman, who taught me to be positive. A woman, who
I am lucky enough to call my mom.

Beautiful, your mother would be proud <3
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