One of my favorite books is “The Gifts of Imperfection” by Brene Brown. I’ve probably read it at least three times and have recommended it a million times. I always warn people though…it’s not an easy read. It’s kinda like wading through mud.
My mom passed away this past February. She had been sick and in hospice for about 6 months and died peacefully on Long Island where I am from. I remember when I first walked into the room for her wake being taken aback by all the beautiful flowers family & friends had sent. As I started to read the cards, a felt a small gasp let out as I read the first one…a beautiful peace lily plant from the team I worked with back in Buffalo.