HOLY CRIPES OF ALL THAT MISERY. I just re-read my last few posts and frankly I was beginning to depress myself. Oddly enough, I am writing this on the eve of my mom's 6 month anniversary, yet, despite my tears, I have been adjusting quite well. Yes, I miss her, every day. It's a pain that won't go away, but I know I will heal over time. To quote the amazing Lord Byron, "What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?" How true. The old adage stands tall though, time does heal wounds and slowly mine are healing. I won't lie, I know I can't call her, I know she isn't there to ask advice and I know I can't go to her for a hug. What pains my heart is that I feel like I am on the edge of turning the corner in my life and she won't be there to experience every great moment that is about to happen and yet on the other hand, I feel like she is the one pushing me in those ...
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