Its been about 3 1/2 years since my mom passed. Some days, I still have a huge wave of sadness wash over me, especially when I have a bit of happy news to share.
Or sad news.
Or when I am bored.
Or when I hear a song that reminds me of her.
Or when I see a commercial I know she would hate.
Or when I watch a TV show we used to watch together.
You get the idea.
My mom was my person. She was the one person who completely got me. An unspoken comfort.
Safe. So safe.
It is so hard to put into words the emptiness I feel, and even though time is marching on, some days I feel like the grief is still so raw. I came here to blog, but find myself completely stuck to accurately put down in words how I feel.
I just miss her.