Personal Narrative: I Am My Mother's Unresolved Heartaches

I finally signed a divorce agreement at my law firm and divorced. I was impressed with various emotions and I was hoping that my mother was still alive so she was able to see that I did not pursue her story. Thinking about our situation and the choices we chose, we and our two men got married unfortunately. Although we may look the same, it is an intricate difference to make us different and to choose different paths for ourselves. We both have insensitive partners, but we deal with hostile relationships in various ways.

Twenty months ago, I made a big decision in my life. I left my hometown of New York and moved my house to Atlanta. I came to the ATL with a wonderful job and I hoped my personal and occupational aspirations were more than the psychology of leaving my family, friends and hometown. A few months after I arrived, I noticed that the work I had chosen did not go well. I did not give up. I have not stopped. I want to dramatically change my place of residence and work place. So I change my mindset and I want to change myself to become a person whom I want to be. I clicked the reset button. I quit my job and start my own coaching business. I became a more active writer in Medium.

My twenties are a big unpleasant period of pain in my world, my mother, my brothers, and our family. But in London, Brussels, Florence etc, there are also many adventures, a period of life and work, and a change before calling life. Life is higher than the best academic record, salary is higher, and title is higher. More importantly, you do not know what you want to do and understand it in the process. Over the past five years, the definition of my success has changed fundamentally. For me, success awakens happily everyday and sleeps happily.

To my mother every day I thank God for that goodness and believe in his new day in difficult times. My mother knows the pain and loss at the personal level. Seven months before she died, she experienced the pain of losing her mother. Every time I call or drop by to call on her, I ask, "How do you feel?" She never pulled the fist. My mother is the founder of "Keep it reality". I ask, "How do you feel"? "She is not very good, but God is my strength!" She says, "It is very difficult today, but God will see me" . As an example, trust God every day, no storm, no pain. These are not just words. I am not blowing, preaching or encouraging cigarettes. As we have a mother who trusts God and tells us not to give up, we say that five children are still standing today.