Remembering my Mom

Kissa and Mom - Photo by Ja Tecson
Kissa and Mom – Photo by Ja Tecson

It’s been 2 weeks since my life changed forever. January 29, 2016. It’s still so surreal, it’s hard to let the reality sink in. Sometimes I just feel like you’re out of town or out doing something. But you’re not. You’re in a better place and that makes me happy, but you’re not here with me and there’s a void in my heart where you belong. I try to remind myself that you will always be with me, but it’s still so hard to accept. My family consisted of you, Dad, and me. Then came Charlie and we became 4. Now we are 3 again. I can’t believe I’m sitting here 2 weeks later trying to write your eulogy, Mom.

I don’t know what to say to them – to our family and friends. I don’t know how to comfort them. I don’t know if I’ll remember to say everything that I want to say. I don’t know if my speech will do you justice. How do you fit in 30 years of memories into mere minutes? How do you tell them about all you’ve taught me and done for me? I’d be up there forever. I just want them to feel your love when I go up there. I want to remind them of the loving, caring, and positive person you were because I know that’s what we miss most about you. I want them to remember what an amazing and beautiful woman you were.

I miss you so much, Mom. Some days I’m strong, other days I’m weak, and I know that’s okay. I know you would not want me to be sad. I know you wouldn’t want me to cry and you’d want me to be strong. You’d want me to “be a big girl” like you always said when I would cry. I’m trying but sometimes I can’t, and in those moments all I want to do is hide my face and cry in your arms like I did when I was a little girl.

I love you Mom. I’ll try to be strong for you. Just like I told you, I’m only crying because I love you so much.

xoxo,
Kissa

 

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Walk with me Talk with me – Self Esteem

Having self confidence is one of the hardest things for me. Looking back I don’t think I’ve ever felt happy with my abilities or appearance. I’ve struggled with always thinking I wasn’t enough. Wishing I was walking in someone else’s shoes. Today is no different but I fight to see that I have something to offer. That being me is good enough, maybe even great. 

Life is hard. There are so many things out there that crush your spirits and rid you of your self esteem. And we all have to admit, some days it defeats us and other days we’re victorious.

We live in a day where we are at the mercy of our own self esteem. Social media has us at its teet seeking approval from others on the Internet or otherwise sharing what we normally wouldn’t while hiding behind a computer screen. Computers and mobile devices have changed the way we now communicate with others. People are losing personal interaction, eye contact, and would rather see what others are accomplishing or doing instead of being in the moment. 

It’s not that I hate social media, don’t get me wrong. It’s great for business and I love being able to see what friends and family are up to – especially the ones that are far away or the old friends I have from elementary school and high school. That is special. Being able to know they are living their lives is comforting. But it all has its limits. 

These last few months some things have happened that has changed my perspective on the world. It has taken my self esteem down a peg or two because it has reminded me that I can’t fix everything. And though that shouldn’t effect my self esteem it does cuz I’m a problem solver. I can’t solve this problem it makes me feel absolutely horrible. Social media doesn’t help with all this. 

What I have learned because of this situation is that I want to be present in the present. I do not and cannot live in the “what if” any longer. It has grounded me in my own humbleness and is helping me with the idea that I am who I am. It reminds me there is no point in wishing to be in a different place or wishing I was dealt different cards in life. I am here and I am alive in this moment and I’m going to make sure I live it. 

Just a short 10 years ago I had a quote that defined my life, “I am who I am, and that’s all I want to be.” Somewhere down the line I lost that. I went back to my young adolescent self that was so unsure of herself and wanted everyone to like her. But as days go by, I am reminded that today this is who I am. Whether that be broken or put together. And that’s ok. 

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Happy Thanksgiving

I hope that you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving full of love, family, and friends. I hope you had some time to relax before the craziness that is the holidays.

Growing up, my family always got together for lunch/dinner. Yes, that’s right. Lunch/dinner. We’d have a potluck. Everyone would volunteer to bring something, my uncle would make the turkey, and as I got older I’d make pies. Last year, we changed it up a little bit and went to Vegas to visit my aunts, uncles, and cousins that live there. It was fun last year. I got to spend time with family, hang out with my cousins who I don’t get to see often enough..Charlie’s family even came too.

Our Thanksgiving was weird this year. It was supposed to be Vegas Thanksgiving Pt. II. We booked our flights to Vegas months ago. My parents had left for Vegas the Tuesday before Thanksgiving at 4:30 in the morning and we were going to fly in on Wednesday night. But unfortunately, Charlie got sick on Tuesday night. We were hoping he’d be well enough by the time of our flight to go but by the time Wednesday hit he was even worse.

We decided to cancel our flight last minute so that Charlie could rest. It was our first Thanksgiving away from family, both sides. I made some strawberry pie and my mom’s beef stroganoff from when I was a kid. I made Charlie a mud pie for when he felt better. Those dishes remind me of a simpler time and brought me some comfort.

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Yes, I ate the pie by myself. #sorrynotsorry lol!

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Charlie and I played some of our favorite old school Nintendo games. Charlie offered to play Bubble Bobble with me, my all time favorite game. Took us 2 days to beat it just cuz we were getting frustrated that we would die and have to start over haha! Playing the retro video games with Charlie was so much fun. We couldn’t stop screaming and laughing! Note: old school video games are hard! Most don’t have save points, especially the really old ones.

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Even though it was an unexpected Thanksgiving it was still a great one. Wouldn’t trade it for anything.

 

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