I lost my mom in my late teens. My parents were wonderful. Definitely well above average. I owe them so much. Something that I’ve been discovering is that I h

I lost my mom in my late teens. My parents were wonderful. Definitely well above average. I owe them so much. Something that I’ve been discovering is that I have two sections of blanks in my memory: the anguish of her being so sick for years, and the times she lost her cool with me. Both sets of memories have been trickling back decades later. I’m not sure what to share about it in particular, but in general it has been a fascinating and oftentimes horrible sensation. To suddenly have a memory activate for no apparent reason. I’m incredibly thankful that my wife is the person she is. I’ll randomly come into the room holding back tears and she immediately knows what it is and what to do. I think it’s important to speak these things aloud to help further normalize our talking about them.