|epiphaniesarefun||# Posted on June 3, 2012 at 7:22 pm|
@meghan, I know exactly what the feels like: letting go and hanging on. My mother was an alcoholic… I remember when I went off to college I felt a mix of happiness to be free and sadness to leave my dad alone to fight. It always sounds backwards and few people understand when I say this, but I’m grateful my mother was that way because she taught me, by silhouettes, what I truly wanted to be and what happiness could and couldn’t be. If I hadn’t had that, I think my road to my humble happiness would have been much, much longer.