What if being a Motherless Daughter wasn't all there was to my life?
What if in these eight months since I last posted, I found I felt less like a Motherless Daughter, and more like an honest to goodness happy person? Can the two exist simultaneously?
What if I had bad days that weren't exacerbated by the fact that Mom is gone? What if they were just... bad days? Nothing more. Nothing that lingers. Nothing that would last beyond a few brief hours.
Could you, dear reader, be a Happy Motherless Daughter? Could you find other things that define who you are?
Because really... what if being a Motherless Daugther wasn't all there was for you?