Emotional Holiday @AngelaKayAustin

Normally, during the holidays, I spend most of my time hanging out with my mother shopping for completely unnecessary holiday decorations because I have so many. Watching every holiday movie on TV. Listening to music that makes you ready for the holiday season.

This year, it’s different.

I haven’t purchased one new holiday decoration. I haven’t watched one new movie. My mother would not be happy with me at all. She’d probably tell me to get up off my couch (which has become so so comfy over the months since her passing). But, in all honesty, it is so hard to harness enough energy to push myself to do the things I need to do.

Friends and family have championed me and helped me make it to this day. Recently, I walked in the American Heart Association’s Heart Walk that was held in Memphis, TN. I walked it in memory of my mother and in honor of my father.

I don’t know if my mom was watching; however, I hope she was proud that I got up off the couch. It’s a start :-)

Although I haven’t been consistent with my posts or updates. I wanted to write this post to let you know that I’m still following my dream, albeit slower. And I wanted to thank all of you for your support of Run For Freedom. The first book in my four-book historical romance series.

I’m not Scrooge, yet :-)

Memphis bridgeWhile walking in the AHA Heart Walk, I walked pass this gorgeous view of Memphis!

 

2 thoughts on “Emotional Holiday @AngelaKayAustin

  1. Sending you plenty of hugs as we round the corner to yet another “first” holiday.

    This is not meant to be a downer and I hope will be encouragement – my folks have been gone since I was in my early 20s (nearly 40 years). The void never goes away BUT each passing day it is a little easier to deal with it. We don’t MOVE ON because it never goes away, things are forever changed and this is now a part of us. We LIVE ON.

    We learn to hold our memories a little tighter and we allow them to lend us strength; especially when relationships have been strong as they were with my folks and it seems it was with your mom, the memories can be quite powerful.

    Well I guess we can say it gets better, we learn to make it better, and we learn to believe it. Tomorrow WILL be better. Hugs my friend.

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