Ever since September hit I have been depressed (even more so) and missing my Mom. My birthday is a little over a week away. There's something about celebrating the day of my birth when the person who gave birth to me won't be here to celebrate it that really sets me on edge. It will be my third (wow) birthday without my Mom. I can't believe it's been 2 years and 7 months since she died.
I can't see that time is healing anything, if anything lately I find that I miss her even more. Maybe it's my birthday or maybe it's, I don't even know. All I know is I don't seem to be coping all that well. I miss her terribly, there's nothing I wouldn't do to have my Mommy back. Yeah, OK so those are my depressing rambles for the day.
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