(01-27-2020, 03:18 PM)INGA Wrote: I read specialyst literature about engines and mechanisms , but....fiev of my favorie boocks are:
Harry Harison "make room, make room"
of corse "Clockwork orange"
Frans Gunnar Bengtsson "Red Orm" mmmmm my childhood
last time try read traveling literature about guy Roman Koperski and his trawels by car from Zurich to NY in stright line by Russia ,Syberia,Alaska Canada....
Reading try proove my self I can hold with my self alone...after death my Mother first time I cant be with my self and enjoy.......
Didn't your mother love being with you? I would think that she was a pretty wise woman. Do you doubt her good judgment in people? Why then can't you find the person in yourself that she loved being with so much?
Maybe the good Lord is giving you some time to discover what your mother knew about you all along. Our Moms see so much in us that we seem to be blind to. Sometimes we need to see ourselves through their eyes to get a proper perspective of the relationship we share with each other, and an appreciation for what we mean to them. Moms are also rather bias towards us, once in a while. ( lol )
It seems that your mom was a pretty good influence on you and in your life. You should take all the time you need to grieve
your loss, but do Not loose yourself in that grief. Our moms put a lot of effort into us to get us to be responsible adults. They would not want us to loose all that over their passing when that is just a fact of life here on this Earth, and nobody has ever gotten out of this life alive. Even GODs only son had to die to get back home to Heaven. Should we be any different?
Enjoy every day, every minute, that you are here. Remember your mom with laughter and happiness for all the great times you had together, and for the great person you are becoming. You Can do this. She made you strong so you Could continue on, but she will Always be with you, she is a part of you. She will be there when you smell her favorite scent in the air or hear her favorite bird or song. Remember her favorite food? Remember her favorite place? She's still with you when you're there.
When you fall asleep, you might even feel her good night kiss in the breeze that passes over your forehead. Just don't mourn her too long, that's selfish. She is where you and I are hoping to get to when our time comes. That's good, isn't it? Be happy for her. Get on with the life she prepared you for so well. Keep her in your heart and you'll never be alone. She's right there, next to your and my Lord, watching you grow up and live the life she brought you into.
Keep the faith Sister Inga, It's really all we truly have.
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