Things My Mother Left Behind is more than the poetic story of a woman’s experience with loss and her journey to blindness. It is the birth of an awakening; learning to see beyond the limitations we allow ourselves to become tethered to and defined by. In the author’s words, we find ourselves at the point where darkness and light converge, entwined by her search for meaning as she clings to the undeniable connection between pain and joy; grief and love. By delving into the center of sadness and addiction, we recognize a loss of innocence, the laying bare of what hides beneath the scattered bones of escapism. She will teach us that no matter how dark our days may be, there is always a light inside each of us that cannot be extinguished.