It's time

My mother is dead, and all my excuses for being as fucked up as I am, have died with her.

At long last, my time to embrace adult maturity has come.

I must now take full responsibility for my own life.

I no longer have my mother to blame.

If my mother were alive, she would say, "It's about goddamn time Jerri!"

And I suppose it is time.

Time to forgive.

Time to let go and let God.

Time to discover a new way of being in the world....