A mother grieves her daughter's death, moving from darkness to moments of joy through intentional gratitude and service. She finds signs in rainbows and wind chimes, tangible reminders that feel like messages from her child, and commits to honoring her daughter's legacy.
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So, for example, if I want to overcome pain and I want to overcome a challenge that I'm experiencing right now, but I don't see the light at the end of the tunnel. And trust me when I tell you I understand that wholeheartedly. When I lost my daughter, I could not see the light at the end of the tunnel. I couldn't imagine myself smiling again. And I remember thinking, at some point, I want to be happy again. I will be happy again. I will be the kind of parent that loses a child and finds joy again. Because I will honor her through service, gratitude, and by continuing her legacy, I will keep her memory alive. And I will not feel like a grieving mom. I thought that at some point, but I didn't know how I was going to do that. There was a long line to get there. It was impossible, it seemed. But my thought created feelings, feelings of hope. And that hope allowed me to persevere, to smile here and there, to have okay days, to cry less than an hour a day. And slowly but surely, I created feelings of joy. When I thought about my daughter and when I would. There were times that I would think about her or see a sign that reminded me of her like rainbows, or listen to a wind chime and think it was her, like, talking to me.