Picking up the pieces

Nothing can ever prepare you for losing a mother. Prior to  losing my mom, I’d read some heart wrenching stories of people who’d experienced this, I’d read about it in religious publications and I’d written exams on it my psychology  studies. But when it actually happened to me, it’s almost like I experienced amnesia. OrContinue reading “Picking up the pieces”

Losing mom part 2

I soon grew accustomed to my new routine. Work. Hospital visits. The kingdom hall. Field service. And more work. Keeping busy with something I was good at and could control to a certain extent, somewhat diminished my feelings of helplessness about things I couldn’t control. One cold winter’s day in June, I woke up toContinue reading “Losing mom part 2”