People are getting tired of me saying I miss my mom so I don’t say it around people anymore.
I avoid places where I might bump into someone that knew her then I’ll have to explain what happened and then break down again in public. I cry when I’m alone so I dont make anyone uncomfortable.
I avoid places she went because I’m not strong enough yet.
I was hoping for a sign from her that she was still with me. Sounds silly I know. I’m grasping at straws here. I caress her box of ashes everyday and tell her I love her and I miss her.
I MISS HER SO MUCH.
The way she said “oh ya” when I asked if she liked the food I made. The way she would come dancing out of her room when I played blurred lines. (Yes a 79 year old woman LOVED that song)
Most days I really don’t want to be here anymore. 🦋