Sign of a mature woman: Bravely telling yourself ‘It’s not mine’

November 22 – the passing of this day will be bittersweet. It will be reminiscent of a loving mother and father and their long and lasting devotion to each other and their family. Through his darkest times, she stood by her husband, supporting him and helping him fight the depression that was taking over his mind and actions. In her toughest and darkest days, he allowed her to live through him –he was her hands when she could not use hers no more, he was her legs when she could not walk any more, he was her voice when she could no longer speak. November 22 marks the anniversary of the day my parents exchanged their vows to love each other and support each other for the rest of their lives. However, this year will be the second anniversary where my father reminisces his journey with his partner in life alone. His wife, my mother, did not make it through her battle and hence today’s a bittersweet day. I wonder if he remembers today is their anniversary, if he is sad or lonely. I try to read his expression, but I am only welcomed by a blank exterior.

I wish you both a happy anniversary wherever you are, however far apart you are < 3