This was very difficult for me ; my Mom died April 9, 1999, after 5 intense years of heart disease , surgery and sepsis ( MERSA) and 4 months after X walked out .
Heavily medicated , grief was delayed, healing was delayed until I began the process of healing 2004. It was very traumatic , the loss even more severe.
“The death of your mother is not comparable to the death of the man you loved: it is the prelude to your death. Because it is the death of the creature that conceived you, carried in the womb, gifted life.
And your flesh is her flesh, your blood is her blood, your body is an extension of her body: the moment she dies, a part of you or the principle of you dies physically, nor is the umbilical cord cut to separate you.
To postpone that death which was a prelude to my death, so I stayed awake.
To keep me awake I kept her awake and talked, talked.
I told her what I had never told her and I would never tell to anyone, my wounds, my regrets, my doubts, precious burden however, since it was life itself, I told her that despite those wounds and regrets and doubts, I loved life very much.
I was so happy to be born, and I thanked her on my knees for giving birth to me.”
( ✍️ Oriana Fallaci -“The Meaning of Life”)
Art : Max Ernst
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