There are moments which impact our lives in such a way, we realize nothing will ever be the same. These moments can be joyous occasions or gut wrenching circumstances. Either way, they both have a way of dividing time into two parts: before and after.
Time is a wild concept. I had my mom for 16 years. There were countless happy times, but also several difficult ones. I now find myself on the other side of that point in my life where I have lived longer without my mom than with her, all while inching my way closer to the same age she was when she passed. What if the next few years were all I had left?