When Breath Becomes Air – a recommended read by Paul Kalanithi
Resilience does not mean bouncing back to where you were before or pretending like the hard stuff isn’t hard.
Today in 2005, we lost my mother-in-law to lung cancer. She fought a good fight and told my husband that she was waiting to see our son breathe, which whom I was pregnant with. This was our first (of too many) experiences with deeply grieving over lost loved family. Though our son doesn’t remember Mama as he was only 6 months old when she went to heaven, she lives on in all the love in our family and home. We tell stories, share recipes of really yummy food and remember her by hosting great parties just as she taught us. Mama loved deeply, especially her grandchildren, and she would love on her grandchildren fiercely.
Mama’s love for her family held us together then and still penetrates us to keep the priority of family first!