anaddictsmomma

people say I’ll too often that “people don’t change”. I believe that truly good hearted people stay good hearted and evil people stay evil but the rest changes.

in a second, I became someone I didn’t know. I became the “Momma “who lost her son. I’ve gone through the stages of grief, several times in different order. I cried, scream, begged, and was scary quiet. Quiet is good sometimes, but when grieving Quiet can be very bad. I’m different now. I see things very differently. I have been through the worst day of parenthood, an event so catastrophic there is no name for us. An event no one should ever have to go through. This event I see now wasn’t a day. It was a period of time (a long time). I am different. I am an angel Mom.
what happened for me was I lost my only son, I lost the person I trusted with my life, I trusted with my heart, I trusted to always have my back, who I love so much more than I loved myself, I lost my world because he was my everything. I had to continue to learn to be me, the new me. 26 years of being Mark’s momma now I had to find me. It is painful and sad, but I’m now different. I am Tricia and I am an angel momma