RE: A TINY SPECK OF DUST: "Sometimes the truth can be hard to process in various circumstances" | Ladies of Hive Community Contest #203

I feel you dear. I've been there and letting go isn't that easy either but that's the cycle of life. CJ has become part of our blogging pjourney since you often share to us whenever he's not feeling well and asking for our prayers until his last breath. It's hard on your part when he had been dependent on you since day 1 for 24 long years and suddenly he's no longer there. Smile because he's free from pain now and you have painstakingly done your part as his mother. Death and sorrow often go hand in hand and it takes time to heal. You can smile for the living without remorse and pretty sure it's what CJ wanted you to do.

My eldest son departed for more than a decade yet I still longed to see him be it in my only. A week ago, I dreamt of an unfamiliar scene which I couldn't recall what it was all about but I heard his voice so I looked around to find him. I suddenly woke up and I had palpitation. I suddenly missed my son yet it made me happy too.🥹

As a mother who has experienced the loss of a child, the emotional burden is almost indescribable. It feels as if we are carrying a heavy load deep within our hearts @sarimanok. Raising a son with physical and intellectual challenges for twenty-four years has been an extraordinary journey. The round-the-clock care and unwavering commitment have molded me into a resilient individual. The doctor even affectionately referred to me as Wonder Woman, having witnessed the arduous path that CJ and I navigated together.

While I believe CJ would wish for my happiness now that I am free from the physical and mental strains, the lingering pain of his absence is profound. Immersing myself in work helps to alleviate some of the inner turmoil, and I am grateful for the supportive presence of my understanding bosses, who always manage to lift my spirits during moments of sorrow.

I hold onto the hope that one day I, too, will dream of CJ. Since his passing, I haven't had the privilege of dreaming about him, and I find myself envious of your ability to do so.