I thought I was doing good until the few tears turned into a full-blown cry. I wanted to stop myself but I remembered what Priest told me about my tears. My body needed this release. I was having a moment with my mother and it was okay. I didn’t need to be ashamed about anything I was feeling. The loss of my mother had gutted me and I thought not thinking about it and staying busy would replace her but it did nothing to heal this hole in my heart. I had to deal with this and face it head on. I had to feel it.
