January 20, 1941 - October 25, 2005
My mom died two years ago today.
It feels like so much time has passed, like a whole lifetime, but it all feels so recent too.
I still cry most nights. I still can't look at her handwriting and I still start sobbing whenever I go into an AC Moore.
Its weird what memories I think about most. I'm always picturing her hands, and the silly face she would make at me or the short but sweet voicemails she would leave me.
I was a stronger person when she was here I'd like to continue to be, make her proud of me, but sometimes getting out of bed and dragging myself to work is all I can muster.
I miss her everyday....and I will forever.
I love you mom...and I always will.