She has always been past tense for me.

I think that’s the hardest part.

Unlike those,

whose lost loved ones live on

in shared experience,


and stories;

I do not have this.

No experiences to relive in my memories,

so I can be close to her again.

All I have is this undeniable connection to the woman who gave me life.

whose features become more noticeable,

the older I get.

And the pain that comes with,

never knowing my mother.

She feels so closely a part of me,

yet she is a complete stranger.

Because she have always been past tense for me.


Thank you for reading, if you enjoyed this post don’t forget to click like, and then follow my blog.

Please stop by and check out the essential oils that I use for coping and the books that I reference for clarity and understanding as I learn to live with PTSD.

Do you have a hobby? I make homemade cards as part of my self care routine.

If music plays a big role in coping for you, like it does for me, try this 30-day free trial and enjoy all the music you desire at your finger tips.

Products are linked to purchase for your convenience; and your support through my affiliate links (at no additional costs to you) help me maintain this blog and continue sharing my journey to heal.

Love & Support 💜💚

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Blog at

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: