Seven years ago today, I sat at my mother’s bedside and watched her take her last breath. Her fight with cancer was finally over. After coming to terms that I would never again sit beside her drinking a cup of Earl Grey tea and watching one of her favorite shows — Walker, Texas Ranger, a new battle began within me. What was I do without my mother?

So many of the things I loved to do to relax after work, I did with her, such as putting together puzzles, talking on the phone, and spending count...