Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds / Message to My Mom…

It's been two years, Mom... Two years of trying so much—trying to be okay, trying to stay alive, and even trying to control the uncontrollable… Two years of feeling this void inside me… Two years in which a constant fear has developed since losing you… Two years, and I’m still unable to realize that you’re … Continue reading Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds / Message to My Mom… →

a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.

The life I used to have when Mom was still alive… or no, the life before knowing she had cancer. The normal routines, the ordinary days, the little moments—the ease, the carelessness, the stronger Karla who had nothing to be afraid of. How life used to be less scary, when this deep wound in my … Continue reading a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to. →

Grief and change …Did I Change?

The right question isn’t just whether I’ve changed, but whether I’m afraid of being changed. Am I accepting the change? These are the real questions. Sometimes it’s hard to accept because we get too attached to our familiar selves. If you had asked me four months ago, I would’ve been more scared to admit that … Continue reading Grief and change …Did I Change? →