Last month, Neil Brown shared a beautiful story about his late mother at our True Stories event. Today, for #HonestyHour, he was gracious enough to share with us a note he wrote on his birthday last year when he was missing his mom a lot.
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"I don't remember having my diapers changed, but I know they were.
I don't remember being held and fed because I was screaming in the middle of the night, but I know it happened.
I don't remember bottles, learning to crawl, sippy cups and high chairs, but I know these things happened because I walk, sit and chew and run.
All of these things happened because someone knew I couldn't always do for myself so she did them for me. Sometimes, you don't always know what someone else is doing for you until later.
Most of the past year, is a complete blur and I felt like I was on auto pilot just running from day to day. But, I know that even though the rhythm between us changed beats, you still danced with me and guided me through.
That doesn't mean I don't know what she did for me in my comatose state that was emotional, physical and sometimes spiritual. She still communicates with me in subtle ways to let me know she's there, watching.
We walk by faith, and by sight.
Today, I'm waking up.
This birthday, I celebrate my Mom."
Social media can be all kinds of wonderful and all kinds of terrible at the same time. #HonestyHour is all about engaging each other in a communal way that goes further than a highlight reel of our perfectly curated feeds. Join in this Tuesday and every Tuesday by sharing your story using the hashtag!
Also, if you live in or around Colorado Springs, join us for our next True Stories event on Tuesday, March 7th! RSVP here.