Challenges come in all shapes and sizes. But, to you , what is you r most difficult to overcome, or are you still overcoming it?

Answer:

I dreamed she stood beside me, smiling with the blue eyes I loved so dearly. My eyes.

“I thought you were dead,â€? I whispered.

It was all a dream. When I woke up, I called out for her—my mother.

She didn’t answer.

My mom died just the day after my sisters’ third birthday.
I was five at the time.
And ever since, there’s been a little hole
in my heart
where she used to be.
Where she disappeared.

That’s the biggest challenge
I’ve ever had to face—how to cope with that little hole. Sometimes it makes me cry,
and sometimes I can hardly feel it,
but it’s always there.

It’s taken nearly eight years,
and I haven’t fully recovered.
I never will.

But I’m learning.
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