I thank my mother for being the best mother she knew how to be. I will honor her by giving myself the love, care and attention I wish she was able to provide. In loving myself, being good to myself, honoring myself, I am also honoring a part of her that exists within me. It isn’t forgetting or justifying the hurt and pain she’s caused, but it is freeing myself from allowing that pain to hold me prisoner.
The use of names was a way to bring back everything someone could remember about a person. The strength in a name is something that has always made me wonder at the “abstraction” of the design; the ability of a name to bring back every single memory you have of that person is far more realistic and specific and much more comprehensive than a still photograph, which captures a specific moment in time or a single event or a generalized image that may or may not be moving for all who have connections to that time.
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