Who are the biggest influences in your life?
Maternal bonds often move like tides, circling back through generations, carrying the same unspoken grief again and again. Wounds are inherited, not by choice, but by silence and survival. And then, one day, someone pauses mid-current and chooses not to pass the pain forward. In that moment, the circle breaks—not with anger, but with awareness, and the quiet courage to end what no longer needs repeating.
And, Babe was my tough mother, who at the end of her life, became my friend.
My Near Death Experience Arts and Thoughts 