My mother passing has made me more introvert than usual. Than i remember how introvert she was most The time. I remember goods and bads. And sometimes attaching tô memóries can be good when they are good. I feel incredably guilty whan they arent. And peace comes where julgamento stops. The mind is quiet and i remember her on a distant but conforting as if she lives in me for her best parts. Realizing she us gone and all feelings good or bad belong to the owner only, is a process. Being abre tô reflect and change is a process. I some times question The beliefs i inherited. Try tô look and choose fim my behavior what i inherited that hás Stiller use. The more i think and time gols, The more positive this process is. If i could make her very proud of who i became, id tribute a lot more now tô her than i ever did. Healing is a process....