Four years ago today, I lost my mom, the most beautiful, kind-hearted, compassionate woman I had ever known. Four years ago today, I lost my very best friend. My secret keeper, my comforter, my cheerleader. Four years ago today, my life was changed forever.
My mother’s death was incredibly sudden, and came just two months before my high school graduation—a little over a month before my senior prom. Several months before I was to go off to college. Such major life events, and her absence was present in a way that tore right through me. Her sudden passing turned my relatively normal 18-year-old life and shook it to it’s core. My very worst nightmare had come true and was playing out right in front of my eyes, and I felt so, so small and powerless to stop it.