I feel like I've been in a daze or a nap phase for the past year since my mother had passed.
Its hard to explaine, but for the past 17 years, since i've returned from the military, it feels like a dream. I know it's happened, but all the suffering and hurting I've endured, which has made me the person I am today, is over. I honestly feel like i am able to get on with my life.
Starting fresh, well as fresh as I can. I know the memories will engulf me again sooner or later, but I know that I will be able to continue my life instead pausing to reflect for another year.
I've been listening to David Cook's albumn and it's very theraputic to me. I missed him on American Idol so I don't know much about his struggle to win, but that one episode where he perfromed his song "Come back to Me" was very emotional for me, not over the words, but they kept showing this woman in the aduiance, whom I imagine was his mother. The look on her face is the look that I seen in mom's face all my life.
I know in my heart that no matter what happens with the rest of my life, if I'm a famous Author or just a recluse who lock's himself into his apartment and talks to his dog, that my mother would be proud of me and that its my own fears that are holding me back and preventing me from achieving my dreams.
So from this day on, Naptime is over. I am going to perform, wether it be Art, or Writing I will be creating something, my own masterpiece, creating life from imagination.