Here’s a little story, I haven’t told much. Some of you know what went down almost 3 years ago. Some of you don’t. To some of you, it’s an all too familiar story and battle. To others, you can’t even fathom something like this happening.
Honestly, sometimes it’s hard for me to believe it happened the way it did.
Here’s the cliff notes version: In the span of about 5 days, my mom died, I turned a year older, and I became a wife. That was about two and a half years ago.
While all this was going on around me, I decided to quit my career, become a jeweler, and take on home renovation with my new husband. Here’s the thing. I have lots of time while working at my jewelers bench to think. I constantly experience floods of memories from that time that live in this brain of mine. I felt like maybe it was time to get these memories out. Really if only to self-soothe at best. Maybe to help someone else struggling with something hard.
This is the story about how I made it through a death, a birthday, a wedding in one week, and a new business, a home renovation, and a new life in the blink of an eye.