Fragmented
Wow! Ok, God, I get it. For the past several days the word "fragmented" kept entering my mind. As we inch closer to Mother's Day and the first Mother's day without my biological Mother, I can't help but feel even more fragmented.😢 Yes, our lives were fragmented in our younger days being tossed from one foster home to another. Rarely getting to see our other siblings. Occasional visits with our Mother. All the time wishing our family could become "whole" again. I felt VERY fragmented throughout life, even in my 20's and 30's, trying to hold my instability together. But....... with all honestly, I feel more fragmented now, more than ever. On January 15, 2007, our oldest sister passed away. I felt a piece of our family gone in and instant. How could this be? We finally achieve what we thought a "whole" feeling, now it's fragmented. We were missing a loved one so much. Our sister, Ethel "Marlene" Robertson was and inte...