Our independence is something we tend to take for granted while we have it.
When we wake up each morning and know we can make our way through the day ahead of us with a laundry list of mundane tasks we can do without thinking, we are fortunate.
When we have the ability to get out of bed with ease and our bodies do what we have come to expect them to do, we are blessed.
When we can remember what happened a few minutes or hours ago, we are rich beyond our wildest dreams.
When life unfolds in a relatively expected manner day after day, we are living the good life.
Mom's fierce determination to live an independent life was hard fought and she won the battle. Mom lived in her own home until her final days.
We were so fortunate Mom's determined self sufficiency worked out the way she hoped and persevered to make happen.
I hear Mom's words within my thoughts a lot these days. She knew. She knew ...
Mom? I hear you. I hope the next roads I follow within this little life of mine lead me to become as strong and determined as you always were.
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